Okay. Dare you.  Can any of you explain why I once saw Abe Lincon walking
back and forth in my frontyard at 11:37 pm during the fall of 1994?  No, there
was no drugs involved, (unless you count the Sudsies!), and I'm pretty sure
I wasn't dreaming. Ideas?

68 responses total.

<orin hits tricia very hard with the bat of sanity>

Well, there was several packets of Sudsies involved...

no ideas? At all? Man, y'all lack imagination.

A very tall kid looking for tricks or treats?

I'm putting my bets on barbecue sauce...

re:4 the next youngest people in our neighborhood are my parents, they're 41
and 42. Everyone else has grandchildren... who I don't think are the type to
bring haloween costumes on summer vacations.

re:5 Yeah. sounds like a wise decision, I'm just trying to build up
conversation. Then again, the hat did look a bit like your Thin Walls
whigmaleery... did you have that thing then?

(You never know when a wigamaleary's gonna go kerwhackey on you)
Yes, I belive I did.
Sans duck tape, of course.

Spell check your whigmaleery...your kerwhackey is fine, tho'.

If I find you were wandering around in my front yard as an Abe Lincon, I'll
be very disturbed.

Well, keep in mind that I didn't know you back then, and hence wouldn't have
necessarily recognized your lawn.
Keep in mind also that I wasn't exactly tall three years ago.

But it is true, that it's the sort of thing you'd do, even if you didn't know
me.

So You say. Who will verify your height for then? Try tall shoes.

<Bob's money in on LSD in the water supply>
<Bob pauses and wonders if Tricia even has pipes out there int he boondocks>

Perhaps there are pipes... but what kind? Crack pipe? tobacco pipe? water
pipe? who knows??  I thick it was Professor Plum in the Lounge with the lead
pipe!!  =)  anyone want to challenge me?? 
By the way I have been reading the intriguing material in this conference for
several days now and this is my first post... .

Welcome, Skye!  

Wow. Cool. Skye, only not really. At any rate, welcome!

"Where'd you put my crack-rock?!"

I swear i didn't take your crack rock! Getting back on the subject.. It could
be that you were haveing a hallucination. (read #62) People have
hallucinations all the time and most aren't drug induced. i am currently
reading "Fire in the Brain: Clinical Tales of Hallucination" By Ronald K.
Siegel. Very fascinating what the human mind is capable of and how so many
different people experience strikingly similar hallucinations. However I
haven't heard anything about anyone else seeing honest Abe in thier
backyard...Maybe it is Crack. =/

front yard, dear.

And if anything it would've been the sudsies. No crack included. (I don't
think. Who would go around putting crack in Arby's sauce? That stuffs alread
kerwackey!)

mmmm Arby's sauce... *Homer Simpson drool*

Professor Plum, in the conservatory, with the crack-pipe!

No no no! It was professor Plum in  the LOUNGE with the crack-Pipe!
no one ever proved me wrong! =/

Wait! But Col. Mustard is *always* the

ok I can aggree with you there...Co. Mustard was always the murderer. But no
one compares to MR Green when it comes to being creepy looking. =P

I always thought he was a dealer.

I suppose have to get their crack from someone... personally I'd say Mrs.
White is the dealer, who would suspect Mrs. White?

Well, she is color-coordinated...

does that mean you'd have to go Mr Green for a joint?

But of course.  

I am dying to know what Miss Scarlett would sell.
,

I'm thinking... opium. Miss Scarlett seems like the opium type
I wonder if one of them is a pimp...

...or a demon in drag, mayhap.  Scarlett is a good demonic colour.

Woohoo! Metric spelling! Hail to the odd colour spellers!
<Snowth applauds wildly!>

I second that! who ever decided that colour was spelled with out the  "U"
should be shot!!  same thing for "favourite"  
As for the pimp... I think it's Mrs. Peacock... she's really an old
Madame...the old lady get up is just her disguise... and Miss Scartlett is
her prize ermmm commodity. =)

You know it was all part of a government plot, way back before we had a
government. They wanted to look more like an individual, so they changed all
the really cool spellings out there to junk.
See the murderous effect the government has played in our lives! It's alla
secret ploy! Oh no, what'll they do, know that they've been discovered? We'd
better run for our lives!
<Snowth promptly teleports to an island some where in the pacific ocean to
be with her kind>

<Miles is decidedly envious of Tricia's mystical abilities>

Well, alright!! Another odd, yet compelling conference to join!! (Not that
I have a clue what you are all discussing)

And you think _we_ have a clue?

Clue one, Snowth zero! (By the way, all of us who hang out here are really
glad that you're bothering to help keep this conference from rolling over and
reincarnating into a slug or something. Thanx!)

(And a 16-pound slug at that.  The horror, the horror...)

 <dave goes and gets his salt, just in case>

do you think we could manage a sea-slug?

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