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  • Rumpelstiltskin
    Senior Member
    • Nov 2001
    • 4128

    Weasel

    Oops! I just found my password....
    on a tiny piece of scrap paper.
    Oh blimey! I'm back!
    What a joke!
  • jester
    Senior Member
    • Dec 2000
    • 1084

    #2
    And where the hell have you been Rumple? Huh!?

    What kind of excuse is that?...

    I've missed you. Don't leave us again without saying goodbye and telling us where you're going.

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    • worldwidese
      Senior Member
      • Dec 2000
      • 510

      #3
      Welcome back!

      No excuse! We missed you. Next time you lose your password, get Jim to send it to you, or I'm sure he would stretch a point and let you reregister, as you are surely a "special case"

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      • Mr.Taxi Trix
        Senior Member
        • Dec 2000
        • 1273

        #4
        welcome back, Rumpster.

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        • Barry
          Senior Member
          • Nov 2001
          • 155

          #5
          crikey, rumple...next time write it on something you would never lose. your mind , for instance.

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          • jester
            Senior Member
            • Dec 2000
            • 1084

            #6
            something you would never lose.

            Yeah, that's a good idea. Le Pire has written his on his virginity.

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            • Rumpelstiltskin
              Senior Member
              • Nov 2001
              • 4128

              #7
              Weasel Man

              Weasel Man is back by crikey!
              My password went completely
              into the void, but resurfaced
              on a tiny piece of scrap paper
              wedged in a useless old
              pamphlet which should of been
              ditched donkey's ago.
              I did e-mail Jim on one occasion
              & he told me what to do to get another
              password, but for some reason it didn't work?
              Oh well, what the heck!
              Gee, i must of been off the boards
              4 nearly a year? Now i'll be back for centuries!
              I started off the New Year doing an 11 hr show.
              Was lucky that all my stuff didn't get crunched
              by a monstrous garbage truck.
              A hiddeous garbage truck had to back into my stage
              to get to a huge waste bin & i had stuff scattered everywhere....& had to round it all up, with the help of 15 people in 5 minutes. I just backed up the hill a bit about 10 metres & kept going for another 3 hrs after that & through the 30 % + heat. Was a bit knackered after the hard yakka by crikes!

              Just recently i did a 3 day festival called Joyfest.
              I managed to do a 4 hr & 15 minute show & again did 2 hrs through the 30 % + heat. Was a relief that there was a mist machine close by which i could stand infront of & cool off a bit from time to time. It was a big fan that sprayed mist. Never seen one before, but it was the best thing i had ever seen to cool off infont of at a festival.
              I worked hard by crikes, but it wasn't such a Joyfest afterall
              as the festival went bankrupt & i only got paid $100 instead of the $1000 i should of got paid!
              Oh well! What the heck!

              Anyway i better go!
              I'll write back next year!
              Best regards from the weasel jester!
              Gosh! Left out some words from a couple of sentences.
              Last edited by Rumpelstiltskin; Jan-20-2005, 09:10 AM.

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              • Rumpelstiltskin
                Senior Member
                • Nov 2001
                • 4128

                #8
                Whatever!

                Gosh! A couple of weeks before the New Year,
                i was riding my bike at full speed & all of a sudden,
                i got hit in the back of my stack-hat by a troppo magpie.
                I went flying off my bike & grazed my hand along the ground & my right hip & ankle, which didn't tickle at all.
                When i got up, the frigggin' magpie swooped at me again, but i ducked just in the nick of time. Lucky i didn't get hit by the oncoming drivers. Coincidently my friend had seen someone stack in the distance & was surprised to see it was me....when she approached while she was driving.
                She got out of the car & asked if i was alright & then the crazy magpie darted for her, but missed. It freaked her out & she jumped back in the car. Not long after i said 'Goodbye' & wheeled my bike across the road & then the frigggin' "troppo" magpie tried to have another go at me...but missed.
                My hand was bleeding & i picked up a flimsy branch to try & scare it off if it tried to have me again.
                I wheeled my bike back home because the chain was all tangled up.
                I was running late to catch up with a friend for dinner, but didn't make it in the end. That wretched magpie stuffed my day.
                Two weeks later i went down that same road, but was more prepared for the magpie this time...if it wanted to have another go at me again.
                I was in a bit of a hurry as i had to get to the post office & coincidently i passed a closed opshop which had some junk left out the front. I saw a badminton raquet & thought 'that's handy'.
                I also drew 2 eyes on the back of my black helmet with liquid paper as apparently this can help freak out magpies who go for weasel cyclists.
                I rode off with my badminton raquet & was ready to give the magpie a good serve, if the bugger tried to make the weasel go arse over head again.
                Coincidently i saw the same magpie (i'm sure it was) sitting up on a powerline above me as i rode past not long after i had found the badminton raquet. It wasn't going to attempt to have me this time.
                I remember when i was younger another troppo (troppo means mad, up in the tropics. I was living in Brisbane not long ago) magpie kept going for me as i was riding my bike along some back streets of Lismore.
                I swooped so low that i fell off my bike & grazed my knee.
                There was am opshop across the road so i went in to get away from it. I was only 20 years old. I saw a little white plastic & feathered dove which i bought for 40 cents. I put it on the back of my bike helmet...thinking it might deter the magpie if it went for me again, but it did the opposite....i soon found out as i went outside. It encouraged the magpie to go right for me.
                I have had some funny encounters with birds. A pelican once almost had a go at me when i was younger because i accidently bumped into it.
                Also i nearly got knocked out by an emu in the dark in the wilderness section, when i jumped the fence of the Melbourne zoo when i was younger & roamed the zoo grounds for hours after midnight.
                Anyway i better go before i turn into a flaming gallah!

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                • Rumpelstiltskin
                  Senior Member
                  • Nov 2001
                  • 4128

                  #9
                  Thimble Head

                  Blimey!
                  Gosh!
                  Crikey!
                  "I AM WEASEL MAN!"

                  Put your hand up if
                  you think i've got too
                  much oestrogen!

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                  • Mr.Taxi Trix
                    Senior Member
                    • Dec 2000
                    • 1273

                    #10
                    Rump, only you could type 4000 posts and then forget your password. Glad you're back, it lends some brain to the site.

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                    • Rumpelstiltskin
                      Senior Member
                      • Nov 2001
                      • 4128

                      #11
                      Post a reply

                      'Holy Goose Feathers!'
                      What the heck!
                      All the frigggin' icons
                      from my old posts
                      turned into thwarted
                      mixed up gobbledygook
                      that only makes sense...
                      to 'nothing at all'.
                      What happened there?
                      Who cares!
                      I'm just a weasel!
                      Some things have gone
                      a bit kinky in the past
                      with the forum structure.
                      I lost 100 posts that went into
                      the void. Some of them were
                      ridiculously long aswell.
                      Oh well stories just come & go
                      before & after you know it!
                      Best regards
                      Weasel Man!
                      " "

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                      • Rumpelstiltskin
                        Senior Member
                        • Nov 2001
                        • 4128

                        #12
                        Sheep Poodle Dog

                        I've been staying at a friend's place....
                        just a stone throw from Hawthorn.
                        I could actually probably throw a rock
                        from the house over the river....
                        so it would actually land in Hawthorn.
                        There a little old lady who lives down stairs...
                        next door to me...but kind of in the same house,
                        who has a fat little short white poodle...
                        that almost look half sheep.
                        The funny little thing goes off like a chook
                        at the crack of dawn & actually really does
                        sound like a chook!
                        Very late last night (should i say very early in the morning)
                        some possums got through
                        the cat door upstairs & threw some bread around
                        the kitchen.
                        It didn't worry me....
                        as i knew they were possums.
                        It was a bit alarming the first time
                        i heard the cute little buggers...
                        some nights before...
                        because i thought...'what the heck is
                        going on upstairs'!
                        Later on that same night they creeped donw the stairs
                        & scoffed some of my food.
                        Possums are just so darn cute...
                        even if they do ransack the kitchen.
                        When i was living in Brisbane you
                        could hear the funny little buggers
                        having rolling contests....ontop
                        of the corrugated roof late at night.
                        They really seriuosly do having rolling contests
                        down the roof. Some possums actually stack...
                        & fully roll off the roof & land in the bushes from
                        time to time.
                        They're have extremely cute little beady eyes &
                        extra cute little pink noses.
                        Was a frigggin' crack up to see this one particular ring tailed
                        possum come in & eat the whiskettes off one of my house mates cat's bowl.
                        It would keep trying to eat the cat's
                        food all the time. Cheeky bugger!
                        Anyway i'm waffling on!
                        Signing off
                        Scrumple Possum Weasel
                        The goose with the girl's voice!
                        xo

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                        • Rumpelstiltskin
                          Senior Member
                          • Nov 2001
                          • 4128

                          #13
                          Flat Tyre

                          Crikes!
                          I went to a party
                          last night...
                          & rode 3/4 back home
                          & then got a wrecthed flat
                          tyre & had to wheel my bike
                          back 2 kms at 2 am.
                          Must of rode 30 kms
                          yesterday.
                          I won't forget the time
                          i got too flat tyres in the middle
                          of nowhere in Amsterdam
                          at 3 in the morning & it was snowing.
                          Lucky i had a bike repair kit,
                          but wasn't so fun...
                          fixing 2 flat tyres in the freezing cold.
                          Who cares!
                          I'm just a weasel!
                          P.S." "

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                          • Rumpelstiltskin
                            Senior Member
                            • Nov 2001
                            • 4128

                            #14
                            The Weasel's Back!

                            Cheeers Worldwidese, Jester, Barry & Taxi....
                            by jingles! At least some people have appreciated
                            my nitwit ramblings on this forum.
                            I could waffle on another zillion weasel words,
                            but maybe i owe the forum a bit of space (silence) for a
                            while?
                            Who knows?
                            Your guess is
                            as good as mine!
                            What the heck!
                            Weasel on!
                            what have i got to lose?
                            Maybe i should
                            just go and meditate
                            with a bunch of weasels
                            for a while?
                            Best wishes!
                            Possum weasel boy!

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                            • Airborne Dan
                              Senior Member
                              • Dec 2000
                              • 101

                              #15
                              Another Planet

                              i've lost me slippin' jibber jabber! Fer' Pete's Sake!
                              What do I Do?

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