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Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68220 on: December 18, 2015, 07:56:48 PM »
That I can believe Segundus.  :) Once you start feeding, the word gets out and soon you'll be running a kitty soup kitchen.
Jesus man! First it's flying dead cats now it's kitty soup!
For shaaaame! Stop it!

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68221 on: December 18, 2015, 07:57:33 PM »
I wonder if leaders from poorer countries just use a magic 8-ball.

Hi zeebo- I see you're back to your dapper self. Looking good, squirrel man.

I think they all do it this way.  ;)


Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68222 on: December 18, 2015, 07:59:13 PM »
OK, well I guess once you've decided to burn in the eternal pits of Hellfire boiling sewage, you might as well double down. But as Mom would say, it's really not very nice. Nice? Nice??

fixed.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68223 on: December 18, 2015, 07:59:38 PM »
Found It Fucking Yesterday

Boiling pits of sewage is probably even worse. You have a more ready recollection of the best of JC than I do.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68224 on: December 18, 2015, 08:02:16 PM »
I won't mistake you for one that speaks honestly

Translation: "I am incapable of intellectual honesty, due to my stunted, neutering emotional growth. It's NOT MY FAULT that my mother is, the way she is. She just... IS.  :'("

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68225 on: December 18, 2015, 08:02:49 PM »
Boiling pits of sewage is probably even worse. You have a more ready recollection of the best of JC than I do.
Think man think!

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68226 on: December 18, 2015, 08:03:15 PM »
Hi zeebo- I see you're back to your dapper self. Looking good, squirrel man....

Thanks pye ... I figured a week of sulking was enough.  So picked myself up, brushed off my best silk threads, and gettin back in the swing of things.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68227 on: December 18, 2015, 08:04:02 PM »
Translation: I am incapable of intellectual honesty, due to my stunted, neutering emotional growth. It's NOT MY FAULT that my mother is, the way she is. She just... IS.  :'(

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68228 on: December 18, 2015, 08:06:10 PM »
Found It Fucking Yesterday

dammit, the internet lied. I looked it up earlier and it said Fixed it For You

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68229 on: December 18, 2015, 08:06:47 PM »
dammit, the internet lied. I looked it up earlier and it said Fixed it For You
That was yesterday.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68230 on: December 18, 2015, 08:07:37 PM »
OK, it's nearly 2AM here, and I'm 'officially' drunk now, but that made me laugh.  ;)

Do you ever sleep? Not that I give a damn. Oops, wrong thread!

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68231 on: December 18, 2015, 08:08:07 PM »
That was yesterday.

 ;D

what will it be tomorrow?

FIFY

Fucked It For You?

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68232 on: December 18, 2015, 08:08:09 PM »
That was yesterday.

OK... too much scotch. I almost pissed myself. G'Nite!

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68233 on: December 18, 2015, 08:09:51 PM »
;D

what will it be tomorrow?

FIFY

Fucked It For You?

LOL

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68234 on: December 18, 2015, 08:10:34 PM »
Ahhh the Platypus. What does this say about God? Fuck God.

That's a bit harsh.  This explanation of why God made the platypus makes the most sense.


Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68235 on: December 18, 2015, 08:11:02 PM »
Boiling pits of sewage is probably even worse. You have a more ready recollection of the best of JC than I do.

Don't know why but your post made me think of this joke: 

This guy dies and is sent to Hell. Satan meets him and shows him the doors to three rooms and says he must choose one of the rooms to spend eternity in.
 
So Satan opens the first door. In the room there are people standing in cow manure up to their necks. The guy says "No, please show me the next room".
 
Satan shows him the next room and this has people with cow manure up to their noses. And so he says no again.
 
Finally, Satan shows him the third and final room. This time there are people in there with cow manure up to their knees drinking cups of tea and eating cakes.
 
So the guy says, "I'll choose this room". Satan says O.K. The guys is standing in there eating his cake and drinking his tea thinking, "Well, it could be worse", when the door opens. Satan pops his head around, and says "O.K. tea-break is over. Back on your heads!"

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68236 on: December 18, 2015, 08:11:06 PM »
;D

what will it be tomorrow?

FIFY

Fucked It For You?
I've heard of the Royal Taster before, but... No.
Wait. What?

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68237 on: December 18, 2015, 08:11:07 PM »
Hi zeebo- I see you're back to your dapper self. Looking good, squirrel man.

I think they all do it this way.  ;)


Thank God for South Park.  It's one of the few things that makes any sense anymore.  Art must be our Kenny.  "Oh, my God!  Art's quit again!  Jorch, you bastard!"

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68238 on: December 18, 2015, 08:12:19 PM »
Do you ever sleep? Not that I give a damn. Oops, wrong thread!

Not that it's any of your business! STFU! Oops, wrong thread!




Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68239 on: December 18, 2015, 08:13:01 PM »
Not that it's any of your business! STFU! Oops, wrong thread!


Winner!

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68240 on: December 18, 2015, 08:13:10 PM »
I've heard of the Royal Taster before, but... No.
Wait. What?

 ;D

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68241 on: December 18, 2015, 08:13:19 PM »
... I knew in my gut, months before he actually "went live", that something would happen. In fact, every time he and Keith had it out and the show was threatened before it even began, I wasn't in the least bit shocked...

What I'd like to know is why his first response - and apparently his only response - to whatever problem arises or whatever doesn't go his way is to quit or threaten to quit whatever show he's doing. 

Seeing that pattern repeat itself so often, isn't the next step to wonder whether the various issues that come up were actually simply used as excuses, if not concocted? 

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68242 on: December 18, 2015, 08:14:59 PM »
That I can believe Segundus.  :) Once you start feeding, the word gets out and soon you'll be running a kitty soup kitchen.
Well, this family hangs about in the yard and chases away any others who are not part of the group.  We may move and plan to take our little guy with us, and maybe his brother, but it's sad to split up the family.  I don't think the other two would want to move with us, even if we could catch them.  Each morning we escort the overnighting cat/s downstairs to the backyard and the other two come out of their houses and go through a morning greeting ritual, scent rubbing each other.  It's adorable.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68243 on: December 18, 2015, 08:18:00 PM »
What I'd like to know is why his first response - and apparently his only response - to whatever problem arises or whatever doesn't go his way is to quit or threaten to quit whatever show he's doing. 

Seeing that pattern repeat itself so often, isn't the next step to wonder whether the various issues that come up were actually simply used as excuses, if not concocted?

Maybe Art's frustrated but can't for the life of him figure out WTF to DO. Frustrated from all the crappy, re-hashed, outed-as-freakin-total-frauds-or-spooks guests. I.E., sick of the genre (and what Kreeper George has done to it) and doesn't know how to change the format without just friggin quitting. But he loves radio, and is on the threshold of a dream again...

He's gonna wind up in the Nervous Hospital I tell ya!

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68244 on: December 18, 2015, 08:31:31 PM »
Don't know why but your post made me think of this joke: 

This guy dies and is sent to Hell. Satan meets him and shows him the doors to three rooms and says he must choose one of the rooms to spend eternity in.
 
So Satan opens the first door. In the room there are people standing in cow manure up to their necks. The guy says "No, please show me the next room".
 
Satan shows him the next room and this has people with cow manure up to their noses. And so he says no again.
 
Finally, Satan shows him the third and final room. This time there are people in there with cow manure up to their knees drinking cups of tea and eating cakes.
 
So the guy says, "I'll choose this room". Satan says O.K. The guys is standing in there eating his cake and drinking his tea thinking, "Well, it could be worse", when the door opens. Satan pops his head around, and says "O.K. tea-break is over. Back on your heads!"

Right, well, you never really know what God or the Devil has in store for you, do you? Which in turn raises in my mind this existential question: How would Heather handle it if JC called? Or could Heather handle it? Sorry to segue in this direction again. Maybe the Devil made me do it.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68245 on: December 18, 2015, 08:33:22 PM »
You slathered innuendo all over with your "questions" about Ramona, his life, etc. You've shown what you really are. You DO NOT like Art.
Hmm.  I consider that I repeated innuendo that I had observed years back.  If I did not like Art I would have found sites and posted them.  There were people saying/suspecting pretty bad things and they had me going for a time, not concluding anything, but wondering.  Frankly, it's only fairly recently that I've been convinced  that could not have happened.  That's because I've grown to like/understand Art more as I listen to him. 

My totally adored husband (smile) has/had asthma and thinks only very young or very elderly folks die of asthma these days.  Well, he's no doctor, and I disagree, people probably do. 

Liking someone, to me, does not dissuade me from contemplating their infallibility.  We are, most of us, capable of horrible things, given the right circumstance.  Entertaining such possibilities is something novelists do all the time. 

All I can tell you is that we can entertain bad ideas of those we like and good ideas of those we hate.  Humanity is complex. 

People marry, swearing lifelong fidelity, but that is done with the full knowledge that at least half of us cheat.  That, too, seems incongruous.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68246 on: December 18, 2015, 08:33:42 PM »
Right, well, you never really know what God or the Devil has in store for you, do you? Which in turn raises in my mind this existential question: How would Heather handle it if JC called? Or could Heather handle it? Sorry to segue in this direction again. Maybe the Devil made me do it.
Phil Hendrie would take it easy on her. oops...sorry...you didn't know?

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68247 on: December 18, 2015, 08:36:26 PM »
Hmm.  I consider that I repeated innuendo that I had observed years back.  If I did not like Art I would have found sites and posted them.  There were people saying/suspecting pretty bad things and they had me going for a time, not concluding anything, but wondering.  Frankly, it's only fairly recently that I've been convinced  that could not have happened.  That's because I've grown to like/understand Art more as I listen to him. 

My totally adored husband (smile) has/had asthma and thinks only very young or very elderly folks die of asthma these days.  Well, he's no doctor, and I disagree, people probably do. 

Liking someone, to me, does not dissuade me from contemplating their infallibility.  We are, most of us, capable of horrible things, given the right circumstance.  Entertaining such possibilities is something novelists do all the time. 

All I can tell you is that we can entertain bad ideas of those we like and good ideas of those we hate.  Humanity is complex. 

People marry, swearing lifelong fidelity, but that is done with the full knowledge that at least half of us cheat.  That, too, seems incongruous.
Whatever you have to tell yourself to sleep at night. You repeatedly brought up "questions" over, and over and over. It's pretty clear you were trying to be clever. Go back and count all the buts.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68248 on: December 18, 2015, 08:36:46 PM »
Phil Hendrie would take it easy on her. oops...sorry...you didn't know?

Pure speculation, but I believe JC is Phil Hendrie as well.

Re: Art Bell
« Reply #68249 on: December 18, 2015, 08:43:07 PM »
Phil Hendrie would take it easy on her. oops...sorry...you didn't know?

No, please, if JC isn't really JC then everything really is a lie. Somebody say it isn't true. Platypuses like me are ready to roll with any good convincing story.