"I'm a poet and I know it" - how long did it take you to realise what Bob was chatting about?

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Well?

― chris sallis, esq, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:00 (twenty-one years ago) link

OK, to kickstart things -

I realised this about 30 seconds after quoting Bob in the course of explaining to my Law tutor why I was dropping out of the course.

I felt a bit foolish, but nicely foolish if you get me aright.

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:22 (twenty-one years ago) link

Bob?

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:25 (twenty-one years ago) link

Bod Dylan, Ned.

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:26 (twenty-one years ago) link

Bob even, sorry lol...

― chrys sallysm esq, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:27 (twenty-one years ago) link

I've had a few ales, you must understand ;)

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:27 (twenty-one years ago) link

Bod Dylan

Now we're talking. His little known porn career.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:28 (twenty-one years ago) link

Are you extracting the micturion Ned?

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:29 (twenty-one years ago) link

You, you, you bloody SEAGULL!

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:29 (twenty-one years ago) link

That was a joke Ned, I know you're a librarian.

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:32 (twenty-one years ago) link

But do you - for all you know, you ARE a seagull - have you considered that? No? Well why on earth not, I mean, it's POSSIBLE isn't it?

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:34 (twenty-one years ago) link

Can I have some of what you are drinking?

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:35 (twenty-one years ago) link

*pours Ned a glass of white wine, but the receptacle is too shallow for Ned's elongated beak*

That is to say, whilst somewhat improbable, it remains possible that you have prematurely developed schizo-affective-avian disorder, a tricky syndrome that encompasses those who live their daily lives as milkmen/astronauts/lawyers/policemen but live out their avian fantasies in their sleep, to those unforunates who develop the full-blown symptoms of said disorder, by, for example, attending church in their fully feathered glory.

I speak as a sufferer Ned, I am deluded in so far as I consider myself to be a Peacock.

;)

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:38 (twenty-one years ago) link

I say prematurely, because those unfortunates that develop full blown SAAD are normally aged between 120 and 127.

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:40 (twenty-one years ago) link

*chris is listening to 'Frou frou foxes in midsummer fires' by the immortal cocteaus, which may, perhaps, explain his ornate and inspired prose style.

heh ;)

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 01:48 (twenty-one years ago) link

Is it necessary to point out that Chris is clinically insane?

In a good way though, you understand.

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 02:39 (twenty-one years ago) link

Can someone answer the original question please?

― chris sallis, Saturday, 8 March 2003 02:43 (twenty-one years ago) link

The original question = why is there something rather than nothing?

― ryan, Saturday, 8 March 2003 02:45 (twenty-one years ago) link

There's this guy who often walks around lower Manhattan making loud bird noises, cawing like a crow, etc. I think he's a delivery-man or something, because he is often seen carrying packages. I've passed him many times over a period of years. He always carries on as though what he's doing is completely normal. He's been around the area long enough that people on the street just ignore him.

― o. nate (onate), Saturday, 8 March 2003 02:46 (twenty-one years ago) link

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