I haven't been around these Heyah Parts for awhile...

But I have to say I'm saddened to see WCL's wit and humor has turned into a vitriolic bashing and generalizing of all Americans.

Et tu, Brute?

Oh now, let's not get all autopsical. Every once in a while I drink a 40-lb.-er of scotch and scream obscenities across the border. And yes, I'm a little out of sorts - I just spent a week in the mountains, which puts all the fucking celebrity-chasing around here in a very bad light. In fact, it puts everything about snivelization in a very bad light. If I disappear completely you'll know where I am. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a magnificent hangover to groom for the day's festivities.

phoQ wrote:

Wilber wrote:

I just spent a week in the mountains, which puts all the fucking celebrity-chasing around here in a very bad light.

I thought so.  The longer you are out, the freakier it is when you come back.

Very fucking true. And the re-assimilation takes longer the older I get. Possibly because the desire to be part of the hive grows weaker the older I get. There is relief from all this...but it requires disassembly...a great deal of disassembly.... In the meantime, forgive me the occasional squall. Or don't. I'm not at the stage of caring yet. I miss the peaks and the whiskey jacks and the taste of glacier-fed streams. Anything else seems lacking in real significance.

Scotty wrote:

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

Oh now, let's not get all autopsical. Every once in a while I drink a 40-lb.-er of scotch and scream obscenities across the border. And yes, I'm a little out of sorts - I just spent a week in the mountains, which puts all the fucking celebrity-chasing around here in a very bad light. In fact, it puts everything about snivelization in a very bad light. If I disappear completely you'll know where I am. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a magnificent hangover to groom for the day's festivities.

Pico?

Sorry Scotty - I'm probably not fast enough for riddles today.
If you meant Pico della Mirandola, then I would answer no...more Petrarch, really, at least in terms of altitude.
If you meant Pico Mountain, I would grimace and say no...several Coastals....
If you meant Pico in the Azores I would be mystified, but I do have a friend who was born there.
If you meant Pico the Unix text editor I would be even more mystified, and perhaps segue into a discussion about the lack of a decent Framemaker substitute in Linux.
If you meant Pico the Clown, I would question your sanity.
If you meant Pico-Salax I would laugh amusedly, take some, and send you the result in the mail.
All in all, however, I'm hoping against hope that you mean pika. God I love the sound of pika...bless their furry little heads.

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

phoQ wrote:

Wilber wrote:

I just spent a week in the mountains, which puts all the fucking celebrity-chasing around here in a very bad light.

I thought so.  The longer you are out, the freakier it is when you come back.

Very fucking true. And the re-assimilation takes longer the older I get. Possibly because the desire to be part of the hive grows weaker the older I get. There is relief from all this...but it requires disassembly...a great deal of disassembly.... In the meantime, forgive me the occasional squall. Or don't. I'm not at the stage of caring yet. I miss the peaks and the whiskey jacks and the taste of glacier-fed streams. Anything else seems lacking in real significance.

I love the mountains.

I was deep in the little old mountains (Smokies) two weeks ago and didn't want to come back. Nothing like out west, though.

Soon... very soon...

Roger_That wrote:

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

phoQ wrote:

I thought so.  The longer you are out, the freakier it is when you come back.

Very fucking true. And the re-assimilation takes longer the older I get. Possibly because the desire to be part of the hive grows weaker the older I get. There is relief from all this...but it requires disassembly...a great deal of disassembly.... In the meantime, forgive me the occasional squall. Or don't. I'm not at the stage of caring yet. I miss the peaks and the whiskey jacks and the taste of glacier-fed streams. Anything else seems lacking in real significance.

This is what I refer to as "re-entry" after a long weekend camping/hiking in solitude.

Re-entry is indeed, a bitch.  Sometimes I feel I have to bend over, just to acommodate the re-entry...

deja vu...

Roger_That wrote:

I think he meant Peco actually.  Another fellow Canadian that used to post on Cruel.

I thought I was off somewhat on the name. 

When WCL started talking about the moutains of Canuck-land I just wondered is all.

Roger_That wrote:

This is what I refer to as "re-entry" after a long weekend camping/hiking in solitude.

Sounds more like "rear-entry" withdrawal after a long weekend of brokeback camping.

pALEPHx wrote:

Pica.

Pika?



PIKA!

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

pALEPHx wrote:

Pica.

Ten characters to the inch? Impressive.

Pica.

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

pALEPHx wrote:

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

Ten characters to the inch? Impressive.

Pica.

The things you people stuff in your moufs.

PIKA!

Hi Wilber!!