The Pam died while processing thoughts.![]()
The Pam died while processing thoughts.![]()
Pen -- if I knew more about guitar strings and where the notes were, I'd know what letters you were spelling out ..... dangitall!
As for the PAM, well, unfortunately he died when Kiz's imaginary car fizzled out and she fell out, landing right on top of a dude grooving to the Rockets right there in the open highway ..... All that was left of him was his portable music unit, which was still blasting away, though only the roadrunners could enjoy it....
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
“Looks like an overdose” I wonder what thoughts flashed through her mind as she checked out and became the Canadian prairie wind?
Wyoecho![]()
"Faith: not wanting to know what is true."
- Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900)
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Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Dang it, I'm gonna retire! Why do I get stuck with all these weirdo cases?
"Yeah what ya got Fred?"
"Well Detective, We got this kid here, hanging at a crossroads. Almost out of our jurisdiction. Ain't been this far back in the boonies for a while."
"Crossroads, eh? Where we at exactly?"
"Well, you came up the road from Platteville. Heading straight on would take you to Grossman, in the next county. A left goes over Slate Mountain into Stony Valley. Right goes into Riverview and the Poor Valley section. Weird folk up there."
"Don't suppose there were any clues.'
"No. He had a new fountain pen in his pocket. Looked as if it were placed there. Also a dried up snake-doctor."
"You mean one of those itty-bitty iridescence dragon flies?"
"Yea. Allus called 'em snake doctors, because where they hung around was bound to be snakes."
"Well, cut 'em down anyway."
Now I left clues as to who killed Wyoecho. Who did?
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Pen died when my pet elephant sat on him. Bad Freddie!!!!!![]()
Ethel Mertz: Gee, this high altitude sure gives me an appetite.
Fred Mertz: What's your excuse at sea level?
Fred Mertz: Now what are we supposed to do? Thumb a ride on a passing halibut?
Ricky Ricardo: I can't afford it.
Lucy Ricardo: Those must have been the first English words you learned.
BP died when Jack Sparrow heard that she lived on mars and not the black pearl so he killed her...
Pitiful creatur of darkness,
What kind of world have you known?
God give me courage to guide me,
You are not alone.
You know, that isn't a bad idea. I'll change my location . . . someday.
Shurtie died when my pet lion kissed her. Talk about bad breath!![]()
Ethel Mertz: Gee, this high altitude sure gives me an appetite.
Fred Mertz: What's your excuse at sea level?
Fred Mertz: Now what are we supposed to do? Thumb a ride on a passing halibut?
Ricky Ricardo: I can't afford it.
Lucy Ricardo: Those must have been the first English words you learned.
DUDE!!! I know you're looking at this thread. How long does it take to kill me?! I gotta leave soon.![]()
Ethel Mertz: Gee, this high altitude sure gives me an appetite.
Fred Mertz: What's your excuse at sea level?
Fred Mertz: Now what are we supposed to do? Thumb a ride on a passing halibut?
Ricky Ricardo: I can't afford it.
Lucy Ricardo: Those must have been the first English words you learned.
just plain died (quick enough?) Cause of death unknown
HUH?!Sorry but I am totally discombobulated now!
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Chava was pacing back and forth trying to figure out Pen's latest mystery murder and didn't pay much attention to the fact that the mat that was being paced upon was wearing thin. So thin that the hole beneath was evident IF one was paying attention. Alas, poor Chava paced away, then suddenly went sailing down into the hole, down down down, where the sun no longer shines.... The last that was heard was a wailing moan then .... nothing ..... RIP Chava![]()
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
As Kiz Paz laughed at her devious plan, staring at the computer screen oblivious to the world, she heard the rustle of skirts and a quick sound "zip!" and as Kiz turned from the corner of her eye she glimpsed a retreating figure shrouded in Victorian garments. She asked "Who-" but at that moment.....her head fell off! cut.
Shall these bones live?
The person above me was having such a happy night in a concert of Anathema,but when this person decided to go backstage,things got rought.One would have never thought that backstage people would be so violent,so,on the middle of the attemps to get to the singer,Bakiryu gets hit in the head by an electrical guitar.A glorious death,after all.
You forget that the kingdom of heaven suffers violence: and the kingdom of heaven is like a woman.
James Joyce
It is a fatal miscarriage, so ill to order affairs, as to pass for a fool in one company, when in another you might be treated as a philosopher. Jonathan Swift
God loves remarkable people. So he called Remarkable to Him. And there He went, as remarkable people love God too. (that's a kind of story one of my good friends would make, I enjoyed imitating her)
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Well,I'm honoured of the kind words!Seemingly,my death will be painless...Among other things...
The person above me was deep in thoughts.Thinking about the world greatest mysteries.So,the world revealed another mystery,or better,something that no human ever learned how to stop:the apocalipse of ice.Many died,anyway,but Pensive's death was much more glorious,since it was covered by a veil of mystery and knowlege.So the ones remaining alive,decided to pay tributes,since they discovered that in the end,it was because of Pensive's thoughts that most of them were still living.
You forget that the kingdom of heaven suffers violence: and the kingdom of heaven is like a woman.
James Joyce
It is a fatal miscarriage, so ill to order affairs, as to pass for a fool in one company, when in another you might be treated as a philosopher. Jonathan Swift