Trippicist

Ladies and Gentlemen, Turkitron has finally surpassed 100 subscribers.
I just want to congratulate him, although I'm sorry he had to kill Drew
and steal his account. I was fond of Drew. But Turkitron does what he
must do. We cannot question him.

If you subscribe to him now, he promises to get stranger and stranger. He might even reanimate Drew!

Grill, your sticky post is a testament to the power of sticky posts. I thumb up your sticky post for sticky posts everywhere...and for the sticky post inside of all of us.

I painted this myself...Don't even think about saying any different, Madrosemama. Don't even think about it.

Damn. Right. Just because he dedicated himself to humor doesn't mean this wasn't always in there at the core of Knotts. Knotts doesn't need to show his inner swagger. You don't always have to take it out and show it, people. That's not necessary if you know you've got it. That's all I'm saying. And to keep this kind of cool hidden and play goofy... That's what an artist does for his craft. That's what Knotts was. Artist. Crafty. Restrained awesomeness that only he himself could tame. If you don't get that, the secret of his inner strength and energy, you just don't get the most important things in life, do you? Knotts, I salute you.

Yeah, okay. Habeus44 just said something that needs no explanation.  But it does require acknowledgment. In regard to a conversation on this picture (That I posted last week):

"Furley is way, way, WAY beyond the Edge.  Lightyears away.  He's like The Edge x10.  He's like a Superstar Edge.  Furley makes the Edge cry himself to sleep."

Statements like these are what make me bonding with other stumblers possible. You and I are brothers in Knotts now, Corby. Brothers in Knotts.



PS: Neither this statement quoted nor my quotation of this statement is in any way meant to offend or downplay The Edge. Only glorify Knotts in the way he should be glorified. I hope The Edge understands, as he does read everything on my stumble page before he goes to sleep at night.

RedNude sent me this. I think what it is is a reminder. A reminder of the painstaking effort that our beloved T took to look good for us all. The blingitude, the hair, the perfectly manicured beard, the whole package. And it kills me inside, absolutely rips my guts out to think of all of you fools who take it all for granted! You guys suck if you don't appreciate T. Suck!

I reviewed her five months ago but now I see that I have to re-review her because the fact is, you dirty, rotten scoundrels aren't doing the sensible thing and subscribing. Did you all fall down and break your logic bone? If you don't go to her page now and subscribe, I will come to your neighborhood and when you're out for an evening stroll I will jump out from behind a tree and go "BLAAAWWWW!" and scare the crap out of you. I'm a pacifist by nature so I won't do anything else but trust me, that scare will be unpleasant enough that you'll wish you'd subscribed. Now do the right thing. ...I'm keeping up the Al Roker picture from my initial review because it's one of my favorite pictures and I keep a copy in my wallet.

That kid on the left is either an eccentric actor or he ended up in an
insane asylum. I grew up with that kid. I couldn't tell then and I
can't tell now. The point though...slime rules. It's too bad some
people grow out of this crucial understanding of things that rule. And
the Masters of the Universe slime pit...guess who had it? The slime pit ruled, I ruled, everyone and everything else...drooled.