I swear,....

[warwick.hoy]

I'm sure this is just a cyclical thing but the fun sure has been sucked out of TB lately. There is no sense of humor anymore. Is this just a back to school thing or what?


To preempt any smart arses,....


Chocolate Pelican.

[C.Linton]

MMM! Pelican!

[warwick.hoy]

I swear,...I'm going to ignore list all you noobs

[line6man]

I've noticed it too. No humor in OT lately.
***!?

[Joe Gress]

I miss photoshop epicness around here.

[warwick.hoy]

I've got other complaints but I'll keep them to myself,....(although at this point a temp ban might cure what ales me [sic])

[username n/a]

Sorry, I haven't been posting much latley. I know I'm the heart and soul of TBOT funny. I promise I'll work on it.

[warwick.hoy]

Originally Posted by username n/a

Sorry, I haven't been posting much latley. I know I'm the heart and soul of TBOT funny. I promise I'll work on it.

WELCOME TO MY IGNORE LIST NOOB

[EBodious]

long hot summers make people cranky




now stop whining!

[warwick.hoy]

Originally Posted by EBodious

long hot summers make people cranky




now stop whining!

NO!

[elgecko]

You shouldn't swear. God will kill a kitten...oh wait, that's something else. Never mind.

[username n/a]

Originally Posted by warwick.hoy

WELCOME TO MY IGNORE LIST NOOB

<3u2bro

[IconBasser]

simple answer: most of Off Topic is menstruating right now.

[bongomania]

OK, you leave me no choice. I'm forced to deploy The Tapeworm Joke.

A man goes to the doctor, complaining of uncomfortable bowel movements. The doctor examines him, and says "I've got good news and bad news." Man says "give me the bad news first, doc." So the doctor says "you've got a tapeworm--and I can't treat it." The man says "oh my god, then what can I do?" Doc says "the good news is that I know another doctor here in town who is an expert on treating tapeworms; in fact some call him a miracle-worker when it comes to ridding them of a tapeworm. His methods are controversial, but if you follow his program I absolutely guarantee you'll be satisfied with the results."

So the man gets the other doctor's info, schedules an appointment, and a few days later he goes to the office for his treatment.

He sits down at the examination table and starts to take his shirt and pants off. The doctor says "no need for that just yet--first you have to run a quick errand." "An errand, doc?" "Yes, for your treatment I need you to go across the street to the deli, and get a hard-boiled egg and a Tootsie Roll." So the man buckles his belt, goes to the deli across the street, and gets those two items. He brings them back to the doctor, who then says "all right, now please lower your trousers and drawers, and bend over the examination table."

The man is not amused. He says "excuse me?" And the doctor impatiently snaps "do you want this tapeworm cured or not?" So the man shrugs and does as he was told. The doctor quickly jams the hard-boiled egg up the man's hiney, and then counts to ten. On the count of ten, he jams the Tootsie Roll up there too. Then he says to the man, "you may get dressed. Please stop at the front desk on your way out and schedule another appointment for tomorrow at the same time."

The man is livid and embarrassed, but he doesn't know what else to do, so he schedules the appointment. The next day, same time, he comes in--and the doctor sends him on the same errand, for a hard-boiled egg and a Tootsie Roll. The man complains and argues, but the doctor stands his ground and says "look, if you don't want this tapeworm treated, I'm not holding you prisoner here. You can leave anytime and never come back, it's nothing to me. But if you want this tapeworm gone, just do as I say."

So the man gets the items, goes back to the doctor, drops his drawers, and takes his medicine. First the hard-boiled egg goes in, then a count of ten. On ten, the doctor shoves in the Tootsie Roll. The man is exasperated and says "so is the tapeworm cured now?" The doctor says "no, this treatment takes one week. Please stop at the front desk and schedule appointments for the next five days, same time."

The man grits his teeth, but he doesn't know what else to do, so he schedules the appointments. He comes in four more days, and each day he gets a hard-boiled egg and a Tootsie Roll inserted in his rectum. On the last day, he comes in, and says "Oh thank god this is the last day of the treatment! OK doc, I'll go get the egg and the Tootsie Roll now, let's get this over with." And the doctor says "hang on a second! Get the hard-boiled egg, yes, but don't get a Tootsie Roll this time. Instead, go down the block to the hardware store and get a ball-peen hammer, and bring it back here with the egg."

The man is dumbfounded. "You can't be serious. A ball-peen hammer? There's no way!" But the doctor snapped "Don't argue with me! I know what I'm doing. Go get these items, and let's finish your treatment. You do want this tapeworm gone at last, don't you?" So the man grumbles, but he goes to the deli and gets the hard-boiled egg, and he goes to the hardware store and gets the ball-peen hammer. He goes back to the doctor, and prepares for the worst.

The doctor inserts the hard-boiled egg, and counts to ten. Then he grabs the hammer, and raises it up. A few more seconds pass...

...and a few more...

...and finally the tapeworm sticks its head out and yells "hey, where the hell's my Tootsie Roll?" So the doctor whacks the tapeworm in the head with the ball-peen hammer, and kills him.

[MyWifeBoris]

Discuss.

[Nitzleplick]

Yes if the only thing that makes you laugh is sick stories then you should probably seek psychological aid.

This is a forum for instruments, not 4chan. I'm glad this stuff is being locked, hopefuly it will stop all these crazy sickos.

[MyWifeBoris]

Originally Posted by Nitzleplick

Yes if the only thing that makes you laugh is sick stories then you should probably seek psychological aid.

This is a forum for instruments, not 4chan. I'm glad this stuff is being locked, hopefuly it will stop all these crazy sickos.

<_<

Calm down boy, humour is humour. It wasn't like he was joking about the oil spill like the other guy.

[warwick.hoy]

Originally Posted by Nitzleplick

Yes if the only thing that makes you laugh is sick stories then you should probably seek psychological aid.

This is a forum for instruments, not 4chan. I'm glad this stuff is being locked, hopefuly it will stop all these crazy sickos.

Welcome to my ignore list noob.

Cy,...that was hella funny. Thanks for reminding me that there are some people I like on this forum.

[Joe Gress]

Originally Posted by bongomania

OK, you leave me no choice. I'm forced to deploy The Tapeworm Joke.

A man goes to the doctor, complaining of uncomfortable bowel movements. The doctor examines him, and says "I've got good news and bad news." Man says "give me the bad news first, doc." So the doctor says "you've got a tapeworm--and I can't treat it." The man says "oh my god, then what can I do?" Doc says "the good news is that I know another doctor here in town who is an expert on treating tapeworms; in fact some call him a miracle-worker when it comes to ridding them of a tapeworm. His methods are controversial, but if you follow his program I absolutely guarantee you'll be satisfied with the results."

So the man gets the other doctor's info, schedules an appointment, and a few days later he goes to the office for his treatment.

He sits down at the examination table and starts to take his shirt and pants off. The doctor says "no need for that just yet--first you have to run a quick errand." "An errand, doc?" "Yes, for your treatment I need you to go across the street to the deli, and get a hard-boiled egg and a Tootsie Roll." So the man buckles his belt, goes to the deli across the street, and gets those two items. He brings them back to the doctor, who then says "all right, now please lower your trousers and drawers, and bend over the examination table."

The man is not amused. He says "excuse me?" And the doctor impatiently snaps "do you want this tapeworm cured or not?" So the man shrugs and does as he was told. The doctor quickly jams the hard-boiled egg up the man's hiney, and then counts to ten. On the count of ten, he jams the Tootsie Roll up there too. Then he says to the man, "you may get dressed. Please stop at the front desk on your way out and schedule another appointment for tomorrow at the same time."

The man is livid and embarrassed, but he doesn't know what else to do, so he schedules the appointment. The next day, same time, he comes in--and the doctor sends him on the same errand, for a hard-boiled egg and a Tootsie Roll. The man complains and argues, but the doctor stands his ground and says "look, if you don't want this tapeworm treated, I'm not holding you prisoner here. You can leave anytime and never come back, it's nothing to me. But if you want this tapeworm gone, just do as I say."

So the man gets the items, goes back to the doctor, drops his drawers, and takes his medicine. First the hard-boiled egg goes in, then a count of ten. On ten, the doctor shoves in the Tootsie Roll. The man is exasperated and says "so is the tapeworm cured now?" The doctor says "no, this treatment takes one week. Please stop at the front desk and schedule appointments for the next five days, same time."

The man grits his teeth, but he doesn't know what else to do, so he schedules the appointments. He comes in four more days, and each day he gets a hard-boiled egg and a Tootsie Roll inserted in his rectum. On the last day, he comes in, and says "Oh thank god this is the last day of the treatment! OK doc, I'll go get the egg and the Tootsie Roll now, let's get this over with." And the doctor says "hang on a second! Get the hard-boiled egg, yes, but don't get a Tootsie Roll this time. Instead, go down the block to the hardware store and get a ball-peen hammer, and bring it back here with the egg."

The man is dumbfounded. "You can't be serious. A ball-peen hammer? There's no way!" But the doctor snapped "Don't argue with me! I know what I'm doing. Go get these items, and let's finish your treatment. You do want this tapeworm gone at last, don't you?" So the man grumbles, but he goes to the deli and gets the hard-boiled egg, and he goes to the hardware store and gets the ball-peen hammer. He goes back to the doctor, and prepares for the worst.

The doctor inserts the hard-boiled egg, and counts to ten. Then he grabs the hammer, and raises it up. A few more seconds pass...

...and a few more...

...and finally the tapeworm sticks its head out and yells "hey, where the hell's my Tootsie Roll?" So the doctor whacks the tapeworm in the head with the ball-peen hammer, and kills him.

I laughed. It may be late, and the brandy may have helped, but I needed the laugh anyways.

[Atoz]

Originally Posted by Nitzleplick

Yes if the only thing that makes you laugh is sick stories then you should probably seek psychological aid.

This is a forum for instruments, not 4chan. I'm glad this stuff is being locked, hopefuly it will stop all these crazy sickos.

Take a Pamprin already.