And by the looks of it,,, headed as well.

Lesson #1!  Never stand under a ladder when Messiah's up there fixing your gutters.

HEH, HEH, HEH......technology

More ammo quickly............................

I could help there... if I were to eat some ping pong balls with my curried cabbage.

Ed...get one of these quick!

link 

I don't understand this pooh throwing, m1!

You were such a good child!

And cute too....what happened???

Such a sad story, Immy: Too much monkeying around. He customized everything, including himself. One day he found himself looking just like his avatar, and craving bananas.

Actually, it all started with that picture and the psychological scarring he recieved from all the other little monkeys children.

Then, it just went from bad to worse. He forgot his toilet training (accoplished at the age of 6 mos. with the aid of an Uzi). Soon he was flinging pooh about willy nilly, or willy nelson if there was any music playing.

What can one say except how terribly sad all this is and how trying for his family. Imagine trying to teach ones children proper etiquette when they see m1 and his antics at the same time.

They tried sing-a-longs but this happened:

And when anything serious is being taught, all he does is:

*Sends Doc one of those jackets that enable you to hug yourself all day*    

He's already wearing one of those... has been for years, which makes you wonder what he's using to type his posts?????

Oh man, that's painted a pretty pic there starkers

Just the thought of Doc typing with his

toes

Yeah, pretty amazing, isn't it!  Tho it still begs the question!  If he's wearing a strait jacket... and his toes are typing, what does he use to scratch his

nose.

That be wot t'wife is fer!

hehehe, unless he's had a prosthetic arm attached to the middle of his forhead

What can one say about the forums? No imagination!

Um, I think they all imagined well enough... they just typed in something cleaner and more socially acceptable.

It may not be widely known, people, but those guys who drop their drawers and play the piano with their whatsits actually got the idea from Doc here.  Yup, they were visiting another asylum inmate when they noticed just how adept the Doc had become at orgainising and manipulating things whilst trussed up in a strait jacket, and thus the stage act was born... the only difference being that they forego the strait jacket and put their hands in the air for greater dramatic effect.

Well of course that's the short hand method Starkers.  But can he pick up a pencil????

Now that's a good question!  And if he can, what with?  I suppose, with Doc being somewhat of an academic, maybe he's teaching his longjohntiddlywacker to write 

Damn starkers!!!! that is a visual I just didn't need

Sorry 'bout that, Immy... must've been a brain snap because of the double helping of curried cabbage the night before.

Seemed funny at the time, but I shall go back in and edit it.

Doc would have to very careful when he shaves, cos doesn't he use a cut throat?????