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Luke, how about a classified section? Not only items for sale but also a music lover's personals connection??

Dear god no!

Just in case you didn't know, I was kidding about the "personals" part.

lukpac wrote:Dear god no!

I'm really disappointed that you're taking this attitude about a personals section for would-be lovers, Luke. I've been trying to get Prix's phone number for over a month now.

But a Music Classifieds would be cool.

Ron wrote:I'm really disappointed that you're taking this attitude about a personals section for would-be lovers, Luke. I've been trying to get Prix's phone number for over a month now.

I am looking to pick up a slightly used Grimace hand puppet myself.

Ron wrote:

lukpac wrote:Dear god no!

I'm really disappointed that you're taking this attitude about a personals section for would-be lovers, Luke. I've been trying to get Prix's phone number for over a month now.

But a Music Classifieds would be cool.

C'mon over, Ron! I'll get out the staple gun and the Vasoline.

Patrick M wrote:

Ron wrote:I'm really disappointed that you're taking this attitude about a personals section for would-be lovers, Luke. I've been trying to get Prix's phone number for over a month now.

I am looking to pick up a slightly used Grimace hand puppet myself.

I had a Grimace hand puppet once. I sold him to Ron because he wouldn't put out.

What a strange coincidence that you fine people are looking for companionship from the very same plastic Grimace hand puppet. Perhaps I can assist.

Last month while in Cape Cod again I stopped by Staples to pick up some poster putty and wouldn't you know it...I'm passing through the office furniture department and I see the very same employee from a previous visit sitting in one of those nice office chairs that give electro-heated massages, except this time he has his pants down around his ankles with a plastic Grimace hand puppet sitting on his "willie". I figured this was normal enough since he was on his lunch hour from fixing customers computers but suddenly I was startled when he began yelling at poor Grimace. Something to the effect of "I know you hid my shamrock shake you dumb purple bastard". Apparently I wasn't the only one who noticed because the store manager walked over and told him that if didn't take his lunch breaks back in the breakroom he would be fired. This employee began to cry hysterically telling his boss he can't afford to loose his job because his radio show doesn't pay him enough to live on and that he hasn't had any clients through his 1-900 tube consulting business in over a year. Thankfully the manager calmed him down, got him to pull his pants back up and go to the break room.

So gentlemen, if you are in fact trying to locate Grimace I suggest you try and attempt to contact this bizarre fellow. I don't know his name as he didn't have a name tag on but he had a button on his shirt that said "If It Isn't Sckottish...It's Shite".

Good luck in trying to track Grimace down. I believe he needs a healthy relationship.

Best Regads ~ Ed

Ed wrote:What a strange coincidence that you fine people are looking for companionship from the very same plastic Grimace hand puppet. Perhaps I can assist.

Last month while in Cape Cod again I stopped by Staples to pick up some poster putty and wouldn't you know it...I'm passing through the office furniture department and I see the very same employee from a previous visit sitting in one of those nice office chairs that give electro-heated massages, except this time he has his pants down around his ankles with a plastic Grimace hand puppet sitting on his "willie". I figured this was normal enough since he was on his lunch hour from fixing customers computers but suddenly I was startled when he began yelling at poor Grimace. Something to the effect of "I know you hid my shamrock shake you dumb purple bastard". Apparently I wasn't the only one who noticed because the store manager walked over and told him that if didn't take his lunch breaks back in the breakroom he would be fired. This employee began to cry hysterically telling his boss he can't afford to loose his job because his radio show doesn't pay him enough to live on and that he hasn't had any clients through his 1-900 tube consulting business in over a year. Thankfully the manager calmed him down, got him to pull his pants back up and go to the break room.

So gentlemen, if you are in fact trying to locate Grimace I suggest you try and attempt to contact this bizarre fellow. I don't know his name as he didn't have a name tag on but he had a button on his shirt that said "If It Isn't Sckottish...It's Shite".

Good luck in trying to track Grimace down. I believe he needs a healthy relationship.

Best Regads ~ Ed

Ed, I'm curious. How do you manage to type while wearing a straightjacket?

It's never easy.

~Ed