Charissa’s Comments (group member since Nov 17, 2008)

Charissa’s comments from the Axis Mundi X group.

:::thwaps Rusty with a rotting fish carcass::::

::::throws stinky sock steeped in chili at Larry:::::

cretins. : P

Timmy is down the well!!! Bark! Bark! Bark!

Chileans have a new hero: an apparently homeless dog that pulled the body of another dog through traffic off a busy highway. A surveillance camera on a Santiago freeway captured images of a dog trotting past speeding cars to pull the lifeless body of the other canine, which had been run over by a vehicle, away from traffic and onto the median strip.

The scene was broadcast by Chilean television stations and then posted on Web sites such as YouTube.com, and hundreds of thousands of people had viewed versions of it by Monday.

Highway crews removed both the dead and live dogs from the median strip of the Vespucio Norte Highway shortly after the Dec. 4 incident. But the rescuer dog ran away.

Authorities say images of the rescue prompted some people to call and offer to adopt the dog, but neither highway workers nor a television crew could find the animal.

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Thanks Ginnie... I actually didn't think it was a real letter. I figured it was humor. My dad sent it to me. Anything arriving in an email from either of my parents is invariably either hysteria or hysterical... but almost never actual.

Isaiah... you whipper snapper... you clearly have not hung out with enough hippies if you have never heard the word copacetic. :::shakes head::: ah youth.

oh dear.... how sordid George's life has become. less drugs perhaps dude?

:::::since NB and Rusty are watching her she does her best Hippie freak dance and throws flower petals on them::::

: P

The 86 year old lady's letter to the bank shown below is an
actual letter that was sent to the bank. The manager
thought it amusing enough to have it published in the New
York Times;


Dear Sir;

I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which
I endeavored to pay my plumber last month. By my
calculations, three nanoseconds must have elapsed between
his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of
the funds needed to honor it.

I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my
entire pension, an arrangement which, I admit, has been in
place for only eight years. You are to be commended for
seizing the brief window of opportunity and also for
debiting my account $30 by way of penalty for the
inconvenience caused to your bank. My thankfulness springs
from the manner in which this incident has caused me to
rethink my errant financial ways.


I noticed that whereas I personally answer your telephone
calls and letters, when I try to contact you, I am
confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded,
faceless entity which your bank has become. From now on,
I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood
person. My mortgage and loan repayments will therefore and
hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your
bank, by check, addressed personally and confidentially to
an employee at your bank whom you must nominate.



Be aware that is it an offense under the Postal Act for any
other person to open such an envelope. Please find
attached and Application Contract which I require your
chosen employee to complete. I am sorry it runs to eight
pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as
your bank knows about me, there is no alternative.



Please note all copies of his or her medical history must
be countersigned by a Notary Public, and the mandatory
details of his/her financial situation (income, debts,
assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented
proof.



In due course, at MY convenience, I will issue your
employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in
dealings with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than
28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of
button presses required of me to access my account balance
on your phone bank service. As they say, imitation is the
sincerest form of flattery.



Let me level the playing field even further. When you
call me, press buttons as follows:



IMMEDIATELY AFTER DIALING, PRESS THE STAR (*) BUTTON FOR
ENGLISH



#1. To make an appointment to see me

#2. To query a missing payment

#3. To transfer the call to my living room in case I am
there

#4. To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am
sleeping

#5. To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am
attending to nature

#6. To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not
at home

#7. To leave a message on my computer, a password to
access my computer is required. Password will be
communicated to you at a later date to the Authorized
Contact mentioned earlier.

#8. To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1
through 7

#9. To make a general complaint or inquiry, the contact
will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my
automated answering machine.

#10. This is a second reminder to press * for English.



While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait,
uplifting music will play for the duration of the call
regrettably, but again following your example, I must also
levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this
new arrangement.



May I wish you a happy, if ever so slightly less prosperous
New Year!



Your Humble Client.

I guess then since I have basked in the work of so many people who were influenced by him... he lives a tiny bit in me as well! Yay! : )

Isaiah... don't tell me you are too young to recognize the lyrics to Hair, the musical. :::::sits in her rocking chair and knits him a clue::::::

Oh no! He looked really cool! Sorry to hear one of your heroes has moved on, KD. He lives in you. **

LMAO!!!!!! Joe that was awesome.

HA HA HA HA HA HA... I spread the hippie virus and you are all infected!!!! AHH HA HA HA HA HA...

my work here is done.

Exactly Jackie.... It is the Time of Jellyfish!!! Everybody dance like a Jellyfish!!!

:::::sings:::: when the moon is in the seventh house, and jupiter aligns with mars, then peace shall guide the planets, and love will steer the stars... this is the dawning of the....

:::;twirls with bells and the smell of patchouli wafting through the air::::

I think what you mean is outside Los Angeles.

They got Al Capone for tax evasion. Now OJ has finally cooked his own goose by stealing a bunch of stuff after he went free for killing his wife and her lover. Every once in a while there is some justice in this crazy world.

of course we do. This is America. We have one of everything. : )

Ha ha aha ha ha ha ha... dog whisperer. Larry and Nick totally did win this thread. But the whole thing so far has been pretty satisfying. Ahhh... the uncovering of hacks. Smells like victory.

ha ha ha... Koe... you could find a rainbow in a dogshed.