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Those other threads can fuck right off. The party will be right here. And the girls. The kegs are out back by the pool. No puking or peeing in the pool, or I'll cut off your wang and feed it to the sharks in the aquarium.
I or someone really close to me just peed in the pool (warmth detected around knees), I'm sorry. Please may I keep my wang? I didn't know about the no peeing rule. I need my wang for a project I've been working on. Be a pal, huh?
Goddamnit, go pee in the bushes if you can't wait for the bathroom like civilized grommets. I just had the pool cleaned.
Hell, pee in a cup. We'll chill it and save it for when jonmc shows up and we'll tell him that it's the only domestic beer we have. I don't think he can handle the Fat Tire, Bass and Anchor Steam that's in the kegs, anyway, and the last thing we need is him gettin' all flannel-rock on us and trying to slip in his latest mixtape.
Wait. deborah has a wang? I had no idea... Hey Deb, here's a key to the master suite. Help yourself to the party favors, they're in a tray under the coffee table. Collar me when you want to mess around. Bring a friend if y'like.
Oh holy crap that's a Wang. Brings tears to my eyes. VT100. *Unf*
No, no, Wangs are not required or anything. I mean, I don't want you to get the wrong idea or anything. But for the love of Bob, unplug that thing if you're gonna bring it near the pool. Jesus.
*Suddenly looks distracted*
Hey! HEY KID! NO FIRE ON THE DRAPES, MAN! You totally, emphatically DO NOT need a blowtorch to operate the bong. Bad wook, no brownie!
*Wanders back outside with a used fire extinguisher and a bucket of live squid*
Anyone seen quonsar? He said he'd only show up if I got him some fresh squid, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna officially call it a party without some quonsar and live squid.
YOU HAVE 24 HOURS TO BRING US ALL OF YOUR FINEST CHEESES AND PICKLES OF ALL VARIETIES, ESPECIALLY KIM CHEE. ALSO, CHUTNEY. ASSEMBLE SAID CHEESES AND PICKLES IN MEXICO CITY IN A LARGE MOUND, AND THEN PLEASE KILL TOM CRUISE AND KATIE HOLMES IN AN ORNATE, RITUALISTIC BLOOD SACRIFICE DEDICATED TO OUR EVER-PULSATING AND LIVING GOD, ELOHGNUB, FOR THEY GREATLY DISPLEASE HIS PULSATINGNESS. FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS WILL FOLLOW - FOLLOW THEM OR YOU WILL SUFFER PROLONGED, DEADLY PROBING BY YOUR OWN WANG.
WE WILL NOW TRANSMORGIFY A NUMBER OF YOUR PUBLIC MONUMENTS INTO QUIVERING TOWERS OF THAT FOAMY PINK JELLO STUFF THAT NOBODY EATS FOR OUR OWN CHILDISH AMUSEMENT. ALSO, YOUR CARS WILL NOW EXHAUST HYPERINTELLIGENT PLUMES OF STICKY, OVERCOOKED RICE NOODLES. USE CAUTION AND LOTS OF SOY SAUCE ON YOUR ROADWAYS.
Anyone seen quonsar? He said he'd only show up if I got him some fresh squid, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna officially call it a party without some quonsar and live squid.
Fuck that makes sense. I've been searching for a mental image of quonsar forever, and there you have it. The Penguin (the Danny DeVito version).
Genius.