Warlord Bob:
Today, we were prowling my old school (my sister had to go play with the middle school orchestra) and in the dark (it was like 8:30) we spotter (you guessed it) a kitty! This was a particularly elusive kitty, and all I know about it (gathered from ocasional glimpses) was that it had rather short legs for a kitty and was quite plump (perhaps the legs were burried in fat? )
My mother proceded to name it............ Sir Spectre
I want this to be known for the record, I have never had any relationship with that cat or your mother!
Also, this is #5.
@RILMS & freighter fighter, you are both wrong. While some old playbills do have the spelling Shakespear, most of them were spelled Shakespeare. Thus the others were most likely misprints.
@freighter fighter, "the very heavens shall be rent asunder
" That's a great line!
@Tawakalna, "you're mum reads this? we'd better cut out the bad language then!" Think about The Taming of the Psycho in the end when they're all screaming profanities at each other! I wonder if Warlord Bob is going to be able to keep visiting this site, like how Wolf Demon's parents are threatening to intervene in his internet usage.
@Zlo, "Short legs? Plump? Maybe the kitty was pregnant? Now, that'd be a blow to Sir Spectre!
" Please Zlo, don't use 'legs,' 'plump,' 'kitty,' 'pregnant' and 'blow' in one statement with reference to me.
@Warlord Bob, "No worries guys, I censor what she sees
And as long as there is a * in there somewhere it's not really swearing now is it?
" That's irony, offspring censoring materials for the parents!
@Indy11, "Pretty cool Dude. Don't know how many other Mom's get involved like that." Yeah, it worries me.
Also, Indy 11:
My guess is that Sir Spec won't get too bent out of shape. Since he's a writer out there in La-La land, I am pretty sure he is a believer in an old show-business saying: "There's no such thing as bad publicity."
La-La land? I'm very much grounded to reality and it's contrary natural parallel dimensions taboot! I live my days in languous saffron scents and pastel colors without a mere thought of the toils of sanity. Who here doesn't?
Sir Spectre
Like Master Yoda's speak, Olde English is, yes? Hehmmmmhaha!
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From the play "Zlothello"