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tommyrot - Feb 04, 2005 1:16:09 pm PST #9256 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
WindSparrow - Feb 04, 2005 1:16:15 pm PST #9257 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I wanna fling dead cars.
Connie Neil - Feb 04, 2005 1:21:59 pm PST #9258 of 10002
brillig
I wanna fling dead cars.
I can't decide if dead pianos would be more fun. Crunch of wood and twanging of strings vs. crashing glass and smashing metal.
We should try both.
tommyrot - Feb 04, 2005 1:25:21 pm PST #9259 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
We should try both.
At the same time. From opposite directions. So they collide in midair. And then explode. Yes, the piano too.
Java cat - Feb 04, 2005 1:27:11 pm PST #9260 of 10002
Not javachik
Pianos would be more fun, I'd think.
Remember the Big Gi-hugic Earth Day celebration, when was that, 1993 or something? BART, the subway operator in the Bay Area, had a "smash the car" event with a beater car and sledgehammers. It wasn't nearly as satisfying as you'd think. Well, maybe for the people who got first swing at the windshield and headlights, but things like body? just kind of went "thump" and hurt a little if you swung really hard. It's not the same thing as flinging, but there must be some analogy to be gleaned. Anyway, it's my only experience with car vandalism, such as it was.
But the sound of a piano ought to be WAY fun.
WindSparrow - Feb 04, 2005 1:28:07 pm PST #9261 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Both would work. It's just - you know that car commercial, where they have the crumpled up dead cars gracefully soaring through the air like unto the crumpled up pieces of paper? Watching that gives me such a peaceful feeling. I figure actually being the one to cause the dead cars to soar like that, plus the CRUNCH! when they hit the ground would be soooooooo stress-relieving.
DavidS - Feb 04, 2005 1:28:55 pm PST #9262 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
When I did construction work I got to tear apart the forms we used to pour concrete and make jacuzzis. That was fun. Me and a crowbar bashing away at a lot of wood. There was prying too. Lots of satisfactory prying. Skreeeeeek went the nails. Crack went the wood.
Beverly - Feb 04, 2005 1:29:04 pm PST #9263 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
TV sets. Who was it who put old tv sets out and rented sledgehammers so people could vent?
Java cat - Feb 04, 2005 1:30:05 pm PST #9264 of 10002
Not javachik
Peter Finch on Network?
No, I don't know.
WindSparrow - Feb 04, 2005 1:31:46 pm PST #9265 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
At the same time. From opposite directions. So they collide in midair. And then explode. Yes, the piano too.Especially the piano, Tommyrot. I like the way you think. 'Splody pianos is very stress-relieving. Ask Crazy Harry. Don't ask Rolf The Dog.