02-03-2009, 12:00 AM
Hi techie;
> Hi Croco - so good to talk at yah in this place again! Gee I wouldn't know from my vantage point,
sizzling away in its dinner skillet - If you bump into mine - before you eat it, and you're welcome to, ask it how I taste
Er... it bumped into ol' croco here alright... it says ya're not as tasty as ya used to be, but
ya're still on its menu... guess ya'll ave to fart more... or fart stronger... hmmm... honestly, me thinks ya should keep an eye on yer own feeding
habits... wat ya eat influences da quality of wat ya fart, ya know... just a crocopinion, dat's all...
> Croco, you're a bolder gastronome than myself!
Yep... me bites, chews and digests anythin' dat crawls, walks or flies... well, anythin' dat me jaws
can grab, actually, nhac, nhac, nhac...
> The tricky part would seem to be getting a reliable grip on it.
A grip on it? ROFL... and how do ya propose to get a grip on somethin' dat's not gripable?... how do
ya grip somethin' which doesn't ave substance?... ya crack me up, techie, nhyes ya do, nhol...
On dat note, though... (chuckling...)... dere's actually a way of getting a grip on it... and me means
"to have a firm grip on it" alright... but... would ya ave wat it takes to HOLD da grip?
> I'm not even sure what appendage would afford the proper hold.
Er... not an appendage at all... ya can't use anythin' substantial to grip somethin'
unsubstantial, ya silly... (snhile)
> That done, I can imagine the likes of you might be able to eat one whole, in a single gummy chomp!
Yep, me can indeed...
> Could taste nasty though - with the negative, energetic **** it eats, but then again, swamp critters
might like it.
Heh... everything is relative, and nothin' is wat it seems...
Taste is somethin' dat yer tongue's gustative sensors inform yer brain of... now, if yer brain is
programmed to identify the collected data and label it as nasty, nasty it will feel like to ya... if it is programmed to identify it and label it as delicious,
delicious it will feel like to ya... and ya'll never know wat's da true taste ever... so... better to just nhack it and swallow it... and let da belly
tell ya wat da true taste is like...
Mind ya, me only nhacs da annoying ones, though... and even so, only if dey insist in bothering ol' croco
here... and even so, only if me croco belly is bothering me as well (darned belly is always bothering me, though... it's insatiable, darn it...)...
Ya see... ol' Croco here ain't quite da cup of soup of a lot of folks either... yet, me is still an
individuality and me has - like all and any life form - da prime duty of self preservation... me doesn't just crawl around eating everythin' dat moves
indiscriminately... or nhacking every single one dat me doesn't fancy... me doesn't even nhack to bits dose who are always after me croco-skin to
convert it into boots or purses... nhah...
Live and let live...
One must only nhack when one must nhack... fer watever reasons and whichever purposes...
Alas, me often swims closer to dose who want to get me skin, dan to dose who want to caress it... makes it
easier to keep an eye on wat dey're up to... nhac, nhac, nhac...
> Catchy nick-name - sounds like something you'd drink at Starbucks - Brew me a tall Croco-loco-mocha
to go please
Nhac, nhac, nhac... sorry, no can do... ya wouldn't like da taste of it if ya knew wat's in it...
nhac, nhac, nhac...
See ya around... need to submerge now... tasty fish around and me belly is in a damn frenzy... nhac, nhac,
nhac...
Crocossaurio (a damn ol' croco)
> Hi Croco - so good to talk at yah in this place again! Gee I wouldn't know from my vantage point,
sizzling away in its dinner skillet - If you bump into mine - before you eat it, and you're welcome to, ask it how I taste
Er... it bumped into ol' croco here alright... it says ya're not as tasty as ya used to be, but
ya're still on its menu... guess ya'll ave to fart more... or fart stronger... hmmm... honestly, me thinks ya should keep an eye on yer own feeding
habits... wat ya eat influences da quality of wat ya fart, ya know... just a crocopinion, dat's all...
> Croco, you're a bolder gastronome than myself!
Yep... me bites, chews and digests anythin' dat crawls, walks or flies... well, anythin' dat me jaws
can grab, actually, nhac, nhac, nhac...
> The tricky part would seem to be getting a reliable grip on it.
A grip on it? ROFL... and how do ya propose to get a grip on somethin' dat's not gripable?... how do
ya grip somethin' which doesn't ave substance?... ya crack me up, techie, nhyes ya do, nhol...
On dat note, though... (chuckling...)... dere's actually a way of getting a grip on it... and me means
"to have a firm grip on it" alright... but... would ya ave wat it takes to HOLD da grip?
> I'm not even sure what appendage would afford the proper hold.
Er... not an appendage at all... ya can't use anythin' substantial to grip somethin'
unsubstantial, ya silly... (snhile)
> That done, I can imagine the likes of you might be able to eat one whole, in a single gummy chomp!
Yep, me can indeed...
> Could taste nasty though - with the negative, energetic **** it eats, but then again, swamp critters
might like it.
Heh... everything is relative, and nothin' is wat it seems...
Taste is somethin' dat yer tongue's gustative sensors inform yer brain of... now, if yer brain is
programmed to identify the collected data and label it as nasty, nasty it will feel like to ya... if it is programmed to identify it and label it as delicious,
delicious it will feel like to ya... and ya'll never know wat's da true taste ever... so... better to just nhack it and swallow it... and let da belly
tell ya wat da true taste is like...
Mind ya, me only nhacs da annoying ones, though... and even so, only if dey insist in bothering ol' croco
here... and even so, only if me croco belly is bothering me as well (darned belly is always bothering me, though... it's insatiable, darn it...)...
Ya see... ol' Croco here ain't quite da cup of soup of a lot of folks either... yet, me is still an
individuality and me has - like all and any life form - da prime duty of self preservation... me doesn't just crawl around eating everythin' dat moves
indiscriminately... or nhacking every single one dat me doesn't fancy... me doesn't even nhack to bits dose who are always after me croco-skin to
convert it into boots or purses... nhah...
Live and let live...
One must only nhack when one must nhack... fer watever reasons and whichever purposes...
Alas, me often swims closer to dose who want to get me skin, dan to dose who want to caress it... makes it
easier to keep an eye on wat dey're up to... nhac, nhac, nhac...
> Catchy nick-name - sounds like something you'd drink at Starbucks - Brew me a tall Croco-loco-mocha
to go please
Nhac, nhac, nhac... sorry, no can do... ya wouldn't like da taste of it if ya knew wat's in it...
nhac, nhac, nhac...
See ya around... need to submerge now... tasty fish around and me belly is in a damn frenzy... nhac, nhac,
nhac...
Crocossaurio (a damn ol' croco)