3,181 Comments Posted by Lynne

Well, it looks like your typical Halloween ghost to me - arms raised in the air so as to effect a better haunt, mouth open in a keening wail, two big ol' pop eyes at the top, and a shot gun blast to its middle (or possibly a PAINt ball blast, eh, Jo?) - but then, I have psychic powers and can see things that many people simply refuse to see, even though it is clearly there right in front of their durned skeptical faces.

Oh, and don't forget the bloody handpaints that scratched at the locked door trying to get out. Well, this IS out, so I guess they were trying to get in.

Duh, Jude! Didn't I just explain that the word "pain" makes up most of the word "paint"?

I . . . I guess, then, that you really thought we WERE that cruel to give people PAINt sets in the seclusion room.

[choked sob]

And *I* thought we were showing our ages by making comments about the Beatles' "Butcher" cover. 8`-)

http://www.rarebeatles...butcher/butchall.htm

I truly grovel at the feet of your asshattedness, my Queen.

Day-um! You beat me to it! 8`-)

As if it were mere coincidence that the word "pain" makes up most of the word "paint"!

Ha! And people think we are so stupid not to have seen this!

My darlin' Jo, you obviously know what I'm talking about here. Thank you for your supportive back-up testimony regarding the atrocious paintball cruelty suffered at the hands of gaming staff.

It WAS a bitch, wasn't it? You had to squeeze the doll's head flat and try to slip it over that damned cuff, and it took a l-o-t of work.

But the restored structural integrity of our beauteous childrens was worth it, wouldn't you say? :-)

You'd wish that until you found out it was your own personal paperwork that everyone was looking at. :-)

Long Island called him "Mt. Motts" . . . . Guess he's kinda the Mt. Rushmore of urban photography. ;-)

Aw, the last shot being of our good friend, the lonely chair, with a superb perspective and killer colors.

Great gallery, sir!

Well, damn, that is one fine shot!

And now it's time for people to write in and talk about the poor suffering tormented "mental patient" who obviously drew this in his or her agony whilst locked cruelly (and for many a long month, prolly without food or water the entire time) in seclusion, not realizing that we never exactly leave people with a set of paints if they need to be in a seclusion room.

Em . . . . then what about all the white orbs? Are you gonna try to tell us that that's just white paint and not ghostly orbs? And what about the face of that scary godawful looking old crone peeking out at us from the bottom left side of the screen?

Oh. Excuse me. That's just my own reflection in the monitor. 8`-(

garth - the chopped-off hand isn't an issue for you? ;-)

Those are cute little dimpled knees, I must say . . .

Golly, for a period of time (in the olden days before the waters of the Great Flood covered all the earth) all our doll-babies had that horrid thing on the neck to hold the head on. First time us little girls ever had the head of one of our beloved dolls fall off we were more scared about that bizarre protruding neck than the fact that our l'il childrens were decapitated. 8`-)