Mrs. Alfred Packer does the 4th of July

[GOBUCKS]

And both Pedro Picasso and franksolich have a double whammy, that compels others to condescend to them, to protect them, to guide them, to think they're not particularly bright, to not take them seriously.

Not only are the two of us youngest brothers, but franksolich is deaf and the "Atman" primitive mentally-retarded.

A double whammy, and nothing can be done about; no one is ever going to take either of us seriously, although their compassion compels them to protect us.

A really nice guy, the nicest guy one could ever hope to meet, is just too nice to mention a third whammy that afflicts Pedro, that of an irrational, overwhelming, and explosive temper. I'm afraid this explanation of the Pedro-franksolich kinship may set it off.

Unfortunately, anyone who has followed Pedro's posting history is well aware of a whole host of whammies he's been fated to bear. Pedro is awash in whammies. In a biblical sense, he's like an ark, condemned to live with two of each and every type of whammy known to mankind. Pedro is so burdened with whammies, sometimes it's hard to even glimpse his contorted features amongst all the suffocating, overlapping whammies. For poor Pedro, living with a simple  double whammy would be like a dream world.

[franksolich]

A really nice guy, the nicest guy one could ever hope to meet, is just too nice to mention a third whammy that afflicts Pedro, that of an irrational, overwhelming, and explosive temper. I'm afraid this explanation of the Pedro-franksolich kinship may set it off.

Yeah, I think Pedro Picasso's short fuse, combined with his "I-want-it-now" temperament, doesn't make him look particularly good; in fact it makes him look like a spoiled-brat little girl, or an old lady squealing from haemerrhoids.

No paragon for manhood, the "Atman" primitive.

[JLO]

It was dark when Mrs. Alfred Packer and Wild Bill got back to the river.

From a distance, one could see other campers blowing off fireworks, but Wild Bill scorned any notion of joining them.

"Fundies, all fundies, all of them," he swore.

"Well, I'm going to give the fundies a show, a really big show, that'll blast them."

Wild Bill took the twenty-four sticks of dynamite, all bound together, and laid them in a hole near a tree.

He bent down to light a 1/4" fuse, and that done, turned to get out of the way.

But just as he turned, he stepped into an unseen prairie-dog hole, tripping.






As the newspapers in six surrounding counties reported the morning of July 5, the largest piece of Wild Bill recovered was his left leg, dangling from a tree as if a Christmas stocking hanging on a fireplace mantel.

Oh noes! 

H5 to you sir.