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We'll just do a re-write of some classic horror tale and slap the members of U2 into it.

Like the one about the hitchhiker with a claw for an arm, and it gets stuck in the roof of the car ... or something.

Or that other one:

"Bono!" yelled Detective Edge over the phone. "Get out now! The calls are coming from INSIDE THE HOUSE!"

Detective Edge! :drool: No wonder something's coming inside the house. :shifty:

I just resubmitted that super-fun Boise Idaho Airport article. I managed to leave the obscenities out of my note to the editor, but hopefully they will know they are implied.
 
Detective Edge was known for having ... shall we say, questionable methods of interrogation.

Ms The Edge (no relation) eyed the pink fuzzy handcuffs suspiciously. "What exactly do you think I had to do with all of this phone nonsense?"

Detective Edge slammed his hands on the table in front of her. "I'll ask the questions around here! Now .... where did I put that grape jelly..."
 
Detective Edge was known for having ... shall we say, questionable methods of interrogation.

Ms The Edge (no relation) eyed the pink fuzzy handcuffs suspiciously. "What exactly do you think I had to do with all of this phone nonsense?"

Detective Edge slammed his hands on the table in front of her. "I'll ask the questions around here! Now .... where did I put that grape jelly..."

I think I may have just injured something important by laughing too hard.

Is the grape jelly at VP's, too?

Oh, Edge, I don't think you're ready for this jelly.
 
They're such whimps, it cracks me up! Jasper got all macho and tried to bite BonoCat, but then let go and made this FACE like "OMG, you taste like CAT!"
:lol::lol::lol:

I tend to just keep it open while doing other things. Since I work online, my ass is here pretty much allllllll day. But then I'm one of those people who needs 27894635 tabs open at all times to keep my brain happy.
:lol:

with th net... & here....depends on how fast the thread is moving, and what the subject are.
ANd because net @home is realativey a new thing for me..the first ?3 1/2 weeks I was just concentrating here.

Now I can get up and do a few quick things and then return, if the pace is slower, and i need to do ____ whichever .:)

I might have another window open from time to time, depending. I'm stillhalf way getting used to remembering - Oh i can look this up HERE instead of waiting to go downtown! THo the speed & proper Flash 10~~ I DO :heart: appreciate & use them there!

But with unsteadines of my connection at home which didn't happen as much at first......i stay here more agai-nwhen I do get a steady connection...like :love: now!

in RL there are things/situaions I like staying the same ( or as much as possibly) , but my brain/personality also craves a lot of varitey.

Love is always bedazzling your husband's jeans
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:applaud::heart::applaud:
 
Meanwhile, back at Cori's, Bono was trying to find the directions to Vintage Punk's, because he really needed his pants. But then he realized that he was in Seattle, which was a long way from wherever Vintage Punk lived. Somewhere east of there, possibly in another country.

"You'll never get there tonight," Cori said gently. "Why don't you sit down. I'll get you a skirt you can borrow. Do you want a sandwich?"

Bono pouted at the mere thought of the indignity of having to wear a skirt. "Yes. I want a sandwich. Do you have raspberry jam?"

"No, I only have grape jelly."

Bono leapt up from the couch. "GRAPE JELLY! Oh shit, I almost forgot! Give me the jar - I have to go!"
 
Aww, I'm watching Amazing Race right now, and they're in England. They were showing these two guys driving, and there was a glimpse of a sign for the town where my relatives live! :love: That was kinda cool. :D


Awesome story, cori! :lol: Hey, that rhymes! :hi5:
 
Meanwhile, back at Cori's, Bono was trying to find the directions to Vintage Punk's, because he really needed his pants. But then he realized that he was in Seattle, which was a long way from wherever Vintage Punk lived. Somewhere east of there, possibly in another country.

"You'll never get there tonight," Cori said gently. "Why don't you sit down. I'll get you a skirt you can borrow. Do you want a sandwich?"

Bono pouted at the mere thought of the indignity of having to wear a skirt. "Yes. I want a sandwich. Do you have raspberry jam?"

"No, I only have grape jelly."

Bono leapt up from the couch. "GRAPE JELLY! Oh shit, I almost forgot! Give me the jar - I have to go!"

*tears* I hope you realize, my dear, that you've started a thing now, and now you're going to have to finish. :lol:
 
Cori lent Bono an extra kilt. It wasn't so bad; at least he had somewhere to put his wallet. And his legs looked pretty nice in it.

After using a bit of the grape jelly (surely Detective Edge wouldn't mind; there's no way he needed the whole jar) to make himself a sandwich, he jumped back into the Maserati, jelly jar safely on the seat behind him.

That Cori, he thought, lips pursed as he shook his head in mild annoyance. She'd been too distracted by her own delicious sandwich to give him a proper farewell. She'd muttered something that sounded like "Moan purrrgeff all fairy!", as her mouth was full of delicious sandwich. Also, she had jelly all over her mouth, so he couldn't give her a proper goodbye.

What was it she'd been saying ..... DON'T FORGET TO CALL LARRY!
 
OMG, sorry to derail from the awesomeness, but I was just looking for new article assignments, and came across:

"Tornado exercise bike instructions." Um... get off the damn bike and seek shelter? :D

Past winners have included:

Where is West Africa? (I actually answered this one.)
Can you file bankruptcy in tennessee & file for a divorce in kansas?
Is it legal to be a mountain man?
Can mobile phones cook popcorn?
Will a cattle prod start a fire?
How long do baby turtles sleep?
Are grasshoppers musicians?
Does korea play baseball in the rain?
(No, you're thinkiing of vampires and thunderstorms.)
 
Cori lent Bono an extra kilt. It wasn't so bad; at least he had somewhere to put his wallet. And his legs looked pretty nice in it.

After using a bit of the grape jelly (surely Detective Edge wouldn't mind; there's no way he needed the whole jar) to make himself a sandwich, he jumped back into the Maserati, jelly jar safely on the seat behind him.

That Cori, he thought, lips pursed as he shook his head in mild annoyance. She'd been too distracted by her own delicious sandwich to give him a proper farewell. But he'd see that she'd get hers later.

Oh yes.

She'd get hers.

:lmao: !!!! I'm so sorry! But you set the precedent! You only have yourself to live up to, now. :wink:
 
(And Mad Men starts in 7 minutes! :scream: )

Also, I edited that last part, because I don't want to write anything remotely porny about myself. :lol:
 
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