Red Mosquito

macphisto wrote:Dev?

Dev wrote:

macphisto wrote:Dev?

rent free

macphisto wrote:

Dev wrote:

macphisto wrote:Dev?

rent free

I mean, it’s your thread.

Dev wrote:

macphisto wrote:

Dev wrote:

macphisto wrote:Dev?

rent free

I mean, it’s your thread.

i wasn't relevant to the discussion at this point

but I was relevant to you

if you met me in real life would you want to kiss me?

macphisto wrote:

Dev wrote:

macphisto wrote:

Dev wrote:

macphisto wrote:Dev?

rent free

I mean, it’s your thread.

i wasn't relevant to the discussion at this point

but I was relevant to you

if you met me in real life would you want to kiss me?

For starters, yeah.

macphisto wrote:He could eat my ass on Dev: Live: After Dark.

spike wrote:

macphisto wrote:He could eat my ass on Dev: Live: After Dark.

sounds like a surefire way to get covid

macphisto wrote:

spike wrote:

macphisto wrote:He could eat my ass on Dev: Live: After Dark.

sounds like a surefire way to get covid

rent free

spike wrote:

macphisto wrote:

spike wrote:

macphisto wrote:He could eat my ass on Dev: Live: After Dark.

sounds like a surefire way to get covid

rent free

covid? it's dominated the headlines my brain for two years.

macphisto wrote:

spike wrote:

macphisto wrote:

spike wrote:

macphisto wrote:He could eat my ass on Dev: Live: After Dark.

sounds like a surefire way to get covid

rent free

covid? it's dominated the headlines my brain for two years.

I know, I know.

tree_ wrote:OK, guys, I apologize. I did some deep diving and learned Musk is indeed a fraud. I've been fooled. I am willing to change my avatar now.

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

tree_ wrote:Dad, if you would like to draw an avatar mocking or belittling Musk the fraud, I'd be glad to consider using it.