To tell you the truth, I'm now feeling unsure quite where the truth lies....
To tell you the truth, I'm now feeling unsure quite where the truth lies....
That's because you're overtired. It's way past your bedtime.
True, very true. If I stay here any longer, my words will be coming back to haunt me.
Please leave any messages here, and I will deal with them later this UK morning.
G'night!
I'm getting tired as well. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
G'night!
Well, this looks good. The day has developed into a beautiful, Spring-like, March 1st morning.
How are we all doing?
Well, I'm doing well. And I'm back to telling the truth!
Which brings up an important subject. I just received a Bahamas lottery ticket for $15 million USD. In order to cash it, I'll need to purchase a plane ticket to Nassau and deliver a $10 thousand bond. Since I'm a little flat financially, I'll cut the two of you in on the jackpot if you float to me $15 thousand by Tuesday. Think about it: a $15 thousand investment will net you $8 million!
Good ol' honest Jerry Oz takes care of his benefactors. And he tells the truth. When he's not lying.
But he's so honest, he'll tell you when he's lying. Unless he's lying when he's telling you. But PM me with the transfer information and I'll be on my way.
Aren't you really Arr&bee, on a day off??
??! He takes days off?
Either that, or he's completely deleted himself. He could have taken his life by drinking a glass of tap water.
That or walking down the block in the middle of another 2015 Washingtonian deep freeze. Surprisingly, today was the first day of March and we didn't immediately revert to sunshine and warm temperatures. I wonder what's going on?
Before the weather catches up, it will continue to catch us out, as it always does....
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,my peeps,always good to see my name in print...west i never drink......water.
The only time you ever see your name in print is with the word 'Wanted', seen under a picture of your face.....
Of course you don't drink water. We both know it will kill you.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,my man west,you'll never see my face on a wanted poster because no one knows what i look like,heck even i haven't seen myself since[1955]and i'm still not sure it was me.
Only a mother could love it - and she was the one who identified the face, and turned you in.
Well actually i turned myself in for the reward[times were tough]but then i broke out but who knows if the reward reaches a hundred bucks i might return.
For a hundred bucks, I'll create a hooch detector, find you, and turn you in, myself.
When you do find the Wizard of Hooch, you may find there is no hooch at all....
Is there a wizard? I don't want to look behind the curtain if he's not presentable back there...
I think you've just answered your own question.
Perhaps. But everytime I think I know the answer, the question changes.
Maybe the possibility of having an unsettled mind isn't so very worrying, after all.
Maybe it isn't. But then again, maybe it is...
It could be neither here, nor there.
The jury's out.
We've no idea where they've all gone...
Pay no attention to the fingers on the keyboard.
There's a keyboard? Who's playing it, Herbie Hancock? He has great fingers.
Heheheheheehehehehehehehehehehehehehe,jerry you're on your way.
I'm hearing Dooley Wilson.....
I'd rather hear jackie,hehehehehe.
Watching him, was exhausting......
Only if you tried to dance along.
I did. It's really tough, trying to follow that by singing 'To Be Loved' though an oxygen mask.
You think that's tough,try sipping this wonderful elixur through a straw wearing an oxygen mask.
I'd rather feel wonderful, sucking oxygen while wearing a straw hat and a mask.
And pants too i hope.
?? Straw pants? They make those?
The Scarecrow in 'The Wizard of Oz' would have worn them...
And they would have been all the rage because as we know, the buying public doesn't have brains when it comes to celebrity endorsement.
I wonder what goes through the minds of celebrities who endorse a product they hate, only to find themselves constantly approached by their fans who do love it, and assume their love is shared by that same celebrity.
They think "Cha-Ching!!!" I saw a photo of a supermodel who attended a premier party for a new Samsung phone and promptly broke out her iPhone to check her messages.
Supermodels earn vast amounts of money, but wouldn't generally be noted by many as particularly intelligent.
In fact, it often seems that the ability to make money doesn't need a great deal of intelligence....
I don't know about that. They have big warm soft... uhhh... - BRAINS that they use to control mere mortals. There's a science to it that is amazing. With just a wink and a toss of hair, they can suck the intelligence out of otherwise responsible men.
If it's that easy, perhaps there wasn't too much intelligence there in the first place.....
And now you see the truth of it all.
Much better to know the rules, before starting to play the game...
...then you can bend the rules while you're playing it.
Hoping no-one notices....
I once got away with "warbride" in Scrabble.
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