From a comment left by jcwinnie on the previous post:
“Perhaps the most elegant solution is to join a country that exists only in one
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Rasretherians? Bob Marley, where are you when we really need you?
That’s it – you’ve found me out. I’m actually a straight guy from Omaha. Not that there’s anything wrong being with Omaha! But hey, on Isla Solonoria who knows, if there’s enough beer I might be willing to experiment. In the meantime, getcher bloghand off my virtual ass man!
Rasrethia sounds so seductive….who wouldn’t want to live there.
In Solonoria (which appropriately sounds like some sort of congenital brain defect), the beer shall flow like… um, well, beer… And straight men from Omaha will be celebrated for their sharp Nebraskan wit and fine midwestern buttocks.
Do you have a nation over Nation States? Make it a reality: http://www.nationstates.net/cgi-bin/index.cgi/-1/
I can see that in order to be one of the cool kids, I have to start one of them durn bloggy-things, such that I can be “linked”.
Oh woe is me, for the lack of a url. I feel so inadequate. Which is not an uncommon feeling.
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What about the kittens, Sol? WHAT ABOUT THE PUPPIES AND THE KITTENS??!!
And, also, the bunnies need a place to live.
This was great! Wonderful and so true! I would love to join… wait a tick…
I’m NOT gay?!
Is there going to be a Lee-vant in your Nation?
1-2-3
1-2-3
Ow! Uh! Alright! Uh!
Got to know how to pony
Like Bony Maronie
Mash potato, do the alligator
Put your hand on your hips, yeah
Let your backbone slip
Do the Watusi
Like my little Lucy
Hey! Uh!
Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na
I need somebody to help me say it one time
(Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na )
Wo–ow!
Wow! Uh! You know I feel alright! Huh! I feel pretty good y’all
Uh! Huh!
Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na
Come on y’all, let’s say it one more time
(Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na )
Ooow!
Playing, it is a habit
With long tall Sally
Twistin’ with Lucy
Doin’ the Watusi
Roll over on your back
I like it like that
Do that Jerk-uh
Watch me work y’all
Ow! Do it!
Wow! Do it!
Just watch me do it
Aah help me
Aah help me
Aah help me
Aah help me
Land of a Thousand Dances — Wicked Pickett
Solonoria sounds like something you get treated for at the free clinic…
Rasrethia sounds like urethra…
But I’m there, dude, whatever you call it.
If you’ll allow cheese-eating surrender monkeys into Rasrethia, I’ll be straight there.
How about Picklejuiceistonia?
No?
How about Bannedforlifeistan?
That doesn’t work, either?
Hmmm…how about this: Beardotopia! See, cuz you have that whacktastic BEARD.
Beard. Heh. You’ve got a beard. AND IT’S STUNNING!
Nevermind all that – I’m banned, right? Plus I’m posting from work. FROM WORK! Which should be proof that I’m not drunk. NOT DRUNK!
Satan is honored to have been invited to Solstantinople, despite his rotten, gutless, Independent qualities, though he would like to know: can he at least bring his Vote Fer Nader cotton briefs along? they’re his comfort items.
me, i’m wondering how my blog got hijacked by this limelight-stealing, invite-snatching, rotten, gutless, (and don’t forget stinky!) husband of mine. ? it is a puzzlement. why did i give him access to my blog? why? *bangs head on wall*
Ooshka wakes, pounds on his ear, scratches his tail, makes a big stretch and shrugs. “That was some wild dream!”, he says to himself. “Catchy tune though”.
What…you’re country has no insanity? No medication? I feel terribly left out.
Bah! Insanity is just a state of mind.