(Retitle) Get thee Broadband, ASAP?

Reid Welch

Reid Welch

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Addendum 05 Sept:
The purpose of this thread is to encourage dial-up victims
to make the big step up...to the twenty-first century: INTERNET VIDEO.

Can't see video, not much, on dial-up.


Video on the 'net is tasty, and always in good taste (not!), as you will soon find out:
:wink:



_______beginning of the same old thread, that was formerly titled something naughty, like...what she said:
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And...youtube approved! And she has been on Leno! I mean, in the nice way!

THE FRUITCAKE LADY. ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT broad BAND is tooting
for you loud and clear!

Odd, and, yes ! ladies, you d-w better keep your puss clean, too

Like Reid.
 
Ok Ok OK ENOUGH of that......................uh oh...the Barney Fife part of me almost took the sit-che-a-tion into hand.

You don't want that to happen. Again. This is a clean and happy thread for all!

POINT: YOU GUYS AND GIRLS who, for whatever reason, are lacking for broadband, are LOSING OUT on life, now, BIG TIME.

Eat beans and white bread for six months. Get broadband now.? broadband, even of the cheapest speed, opens the entire world to you.

Yes, you'll still be an E.S. Zombie-holic.
But, too, you can SEE and interact (make your own flims for YT) with the worrrrrrrllllld!

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Video Sample to show Endless Fear dial-up Zombies at "work":

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:twisted: reid is puck is reid is puck is a dumb (NOT) cluck!

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I "met" her by virtual correspondence!
She is one hundred and eight years old here! NOW! FOREVER.

SMILE!
 
OMG.

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THINK!!!!!!

BAN REID NOWWWWWWWWOwwwwwww! OR...you can...can...can him this way:

FOE LIST BUTTONS ARE PRESENTLY BEING PREsSeD by the HUNDREDS (makes reid posts invis-er-a-ble).
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______________________harps and fairies floating down from downy heavens above, fluffy clouds:




Angel Reid now implores, get broad band now?

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This is the greatest of the great films of that era.
MARILYN! And Curtis yet lives! And so close to the era it portrays (1929 made over in 1959).
It is authentic and it is outrageously funny and it co-stars genuine great stars of that older era.
RUNNin' WILD. DoN't you MISS it...or her!
 
...what with him talking in fake old time don't hear it no' mo'; not much
anyways. He is hard to understand. THIS TIME THOUGH, he's talking about you g-d losers who self pity and prioritize
getting a new wrench for your bike, or paying for your rent, when you can GO TO THE EFFIN' PUBLIC LIBRARY anywhere in the USA,
at least (been theres, done thats) AND TRY OUT BROADBAND FOR ONE hour stretches at a time. and SEE this-here thread.


MMMMMMM...GOOD! Want some?

"Only if it isn't your X-wife".



Reid makes sense if you have broadband on NOW.
Get your broadband taste tonight before your local pubic liberry closes, about nine PM your time.
And then INPUT to this thread and tell me "thank you, mr, assholio welch. you have kicked me in the arse
to sell my baby boy to the white slave trade of priest child molesters, in order that I can buy, in advance, about five years
of good, fast broadband. My son will soon be forgotten. The priests will be happy, and they'll raise him as one of their own! Ha ha!"

Gee, I should get paid for writing such naughty-funny things! But what do I get? I get shite for shoe polish, instead, NICOBIE. :D :D :D :D

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factoid: local source, big in the C. Church, homo, himself, tells me, a fellow homo but not religious: "About ninety percent of all of our clergy are gay. BUT
most all are celebate, entirely. Our Archbishop Favolora is gay as a goose. But celebate as far as I know. About ten percent of the priests are hetero, and mostly all celebate, too.
and about one or two percent of the priests are child molesters, protected for centuries past, from prosecution, by The Holy See, who, usually, is also a pervey."

This is fact that I have merely paraphrased. It is dead-to-rights TRUTH. It is not controversial. But, sometimes, to get the real truth, you sort of have to have an "in".
I have that "in" with them what know, you know? Do not "Cesspool" this thread. It is a happy thread. And, catlicks are very nice people, almost all of them...even priests...
ESPECIALLY priests....ever since about year AD 1600, or whenever they quit with the Inquisition. I like catlicks. Dogs, too! I love everybody and every thing, but for hypocrites
and child molesters.
 
Please to go back to Olive's rendition of the famous song.

She most certainly heard and learned it in the year of nineteen hundred and fifteen
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pack_Up_Your_Troubles_in_Your_Old_Kit-Bag

She most certainly is/was the last original-surviving-of 1915, singer of that song, that song,
that virtually helped the Allies beat, by morale boosting, The Huns. And here, there above,
floating above forever, she's singing that song some ninety-plus years later, by memory

memory that, now, will never die.

THANK YOU MIKE RUBBO. Thank you Olive, for being YOU.
Thank you Google Corp, for buying nascent YouTube two years ago, for billions of dollars then,
and making all of this GOODNESS possible, PRO BONO.

Hooray! Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag, and smile, smile smile!
 
Reid, I mean Barney Fife, do you really not get it that your volume of spam forces normal people to just skip all your posts, and even responses aren't after reading your volumes? Stop spamming the forum and spend that time with your significant other instead. You're able to provide interesting input, just not when you turn up the volume on the seemingly infinite flow.

Anyone reading this, I realize that I'm often verbose and always highly opinionated, so if I ever start bugging you in any manner similar to Barney (aka Reid), please just let me know...I have thick skin, so don't ever worry about offending me.

moderators- though I doubt any will even see this buried in RW's volumes. Don't you think it's time to do something?

John
 
I really don't give a damn.

John in CR, you appear to be a very, very small man.

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McTEAGUE
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_______________________________________________Little John turned a party thread into...death and destruction of what was good and clean

(edited,for his terrible attack-flame posting seems to have disappeared; I know not why.
I edit in his screen name that all may know that something bad between us happened, just minutes ago,
that never should have happened. Apparently, the "foe" button works. I see not, any John of CR postings, ever again.
You all have a good time and press those foe buttons too? I am never going to press the foe button again, not against anyone.
One example is good enough for me. BUT as for my fate in your Control Panel? Love me or leave me. DO not flame me, please?
 
This post was made by John in CR who is currently on your ignore list. Display this post.
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as if.....

John, do not reply. This is the software speaking. You are now the sole human of five thousand, plus, of E.S. who
is on Reid's "foe" list. He cannot hear or see you at all. He does wonder what you look like. He wonders what the Fruitcake Lady
would say about you, were she alive to tell. Do tell? Don't bother. YOU are "not here" either, as far as "the reid" is concerned;
you totally ruined a nice, happy, clean, positive-outlook thread. Now it will go to the Cesspool.
And YOU did it. NOBODY MAKES SMALL OF ME and 'lives',


McTEAGUE Reid

good day, sir!
 
AGAIN!!!


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I "met" her by virtual correspondence!
She is near, or exactly, one hundred and eight years old here! NOW! FOREVER.

SMILE!
She most certainly heard and learned it in the year of nineteen hundred and fifteen
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pack_Up_Your_Troubles_in_Your_Old_Kit-Bag

She most certainly is/was the last original-surviving-of 1915, singer of that song, that song,
that virtually helped the Allies beat, by morale boosting, The Huns. And here, there above,
floating above forever, she's singing that song some ninety-plus years later, by memory

memory that, now, will never die.

THANK YOU MIKE RUBBO. Thank you Olive, for your having been YOU.
Thank you Google Corp, for buying nascent YouTube two years ago, for billions of dollars then,
and making all of this GOODNESS possible, PRO BONO.
Hooray!

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag, and smile, smile smile!
 
...sense of it all. Mike Rubbo, her amanuensis, is reading now this thread.
He knows all and sees all. He sees "the reid" keeping Olive alive and hearty as ever.

A cough turned into pneumonia. Mike, did you know that Bernice Caster (google Bernice Caster Reid Welch),
was a Registered Nurse by the year 1925? No, you cannot have known that. She told me many a time of medicine in the olden days.

"We called it 'the old person's best friend'; it is painless and quick and natural and right. Any older person is likely to get pneumonia
and die a week or so later. No sorrow, just joy that, at last they are free of...bad things and misguided people."

I paraphrase Bernice (who lived for ninety FIVE years), but slightly.

It starts with a persistent cough....

Pack up our troubles in the old kit bag, and smile, smile, smile!

No worries, mates! This thread is holy and redeemed, thanks to MIKE RUBBO and Olive!
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VITAL SMAM-ER-IFFIC EDITS: Bernice's driver license stated her birth year as "1907".
But, inasmuch as I knew her from 1957 onward till her death of stroke in 1996, I had time to do "research".
Bernice was born, dirt-poor, like Olive, in the year of 1901. She LIED about her age, and vowed to kill me if I ever disclosed
the truth. Well, she's dead now too. And how funny it all is! She can't kill me or maim me! Only admin can do dat!

edit andendum number five hundred and sixty six: this is all getting too complicated. It is supposted to be a FUNNY thread of YT-only
embeds, to get the dial-uppers to upgrade to broadband, for reasons already stated.

Q: who is "bernice"? bernice was fern's best buddy, born the same year. who was fern? she was reid's paternal g'mother, and died of ovarian cancer at
the young age of of sixty two or so. bernice 'took over' for fern, and acted as reid's surrogate granny until her own death many years later.
fern and bernice, both, 'saved' reid from the clutches of his vile, "mommy dearest", just as best as they could. they loved me. so, I love old ladies most of all.

Olive is like bernice: tell it like it is, always! I am like McTeague: sweet and harmless, except when riled up...OLIVE RILEY. OLIVE FERN WOLFE WELCH.
Connecting dots, see? Olive is so much like fern, like bernice, and I am the sum-result of their GOOD mentoring: don't kow-tow to bully-cowards who operate from
behind screen names. be a man! OR, if you have a day job and MUST segregate your online-self from your co-workers, then screen-name yourself! Simple!
Keep safe. I use my real name because I was and am "self employed" (but can no longer work a regular job of any sort..."SLE", et al) But, I can type all day.
I can and do what I do to MENTOR the young to =not waste their time of life worrying over things that they cannot alter, at all! So you see this "reid" creature,
vainly trying to save lives, figuratively and literally, but suffering the consequences of being "different from all the rest."

My rest, permanent, will come soon, inside of a few years at most...I'll die of natural causes already well-advanced.
I am not unhappy or afraid...because of fern, and bernice, and for my "knowing" Olive Riley (thanks, Mike!)

There is so much magic in older people, you know this now.

"The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings" (Robert Lewis Stephenson, ca. 1888).

Reid, loving it all, and forgiving John in CR...I will remove him from my "foe" list shortly. I forgive in order to forget things that do not matter.
Olive matters forever. Ergo, she will "live" forever in your hearts. See her other "blog" videos? Meet her sister, Emma?

Oh, the love for life!
 
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MikeRubbo
January 08, 2008

Olive Riley went back to broken Hill at the age of 104
and during the trip she found the grave of her beloved elder sister,
Emma, who'd died young, only sixteen, in December of nineteen aught five.

At the end of the clip, a girl who Olive remarked ...
...Olive Riley went back to broken Hill at the age of 104 and during the trip
she found the grave of her beloved elder sister, Emma, who'd died young.
At the end of the clip, a girl who Olive remarked resembled Emma,
plays the part of the dead sister, helping Olive come to terms with loss.
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Tears, one century later, for the former...from the latter.
 
Deputy Fife, yeah right. There's about a zero % chance that someone like yourself won't turn off the foe thing to read this post. Seeing that there is a post, but you can't see it, will literally drive you crazy wondering until you turn it off.

Since your med schedule is obviously out of kilter, I'll fix you up with my favorite YouTube clip to help you relax. Enjoy
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John in CR said:
Deputy Fife, yeah right. There's about a zero % chance that someone like yourself won't turn off the foe thing to read this post.
Seeing that there is a post, but you can't see it, will literally drive you crazy wondering until you turn it off.

Since your med schedule is obviously out of kilter, I'll fix you up with my favorite YouTube clip to help you relax. Enjoy
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Ok OK OK! Enough of this ruckus betwixt two crazy people! John, you said bad thangs about crazy Reid.
Now, that ain't right! Reid is about as crazy as ol' B'rer Rabbit: "Oh, puleeze, B'rer Fox! Eat me and kill me but whatever yo' do, don't throw me
in that-thar BRIAR PATCH. Now B'rer Fox just thinks, thinks he "I WILL do je'st that, and Br'er Rabbit will be no more! Nasty ol' briar patch."
SO, tossedy-toss, and with a great heave, B'rer Fox flung B'rer Rabbit into that-there briar patch, which we allus knows, is THE NA-TU-RAL rab-bit-tat
of B'rer Rabbits! And away he scooted, callin' out over his shoulder to B'rer Fox, who could not dare chase B'rer Rabbit into that patch, "THANK YOU SIR!"
And B'rer Fox jes' FUMED and SLATHERED and sez, said he, "I'll get you yet, B'rer Rabbit!" "You done had your chance, dear B'rer Fox! I 'spect the sun will come up
and go down about a thousand times 'fore you has caught up even a hair of my hare-y tale, ever 'gin!"

John is now off of Reid's "foe list".

Funny stuff, folks. The "foe" button works only when the member is LOGGED IN (in the briar patch) ANnnnnd if the member is logged out, allll the naughty foxes can be
seen by all of dem rabbits! And them rabbits, they jes' laugh an' laugh.

UNCLE REMUS done taught me this ancient story when I was very little. It is a story that, no doubt about it, dates back to the olden days around the campfires in Africa.
Those Black folks, they are pretty smart rabbits; smarter than the white lab bunnies in Costco Rico, who only =think= they are B'rer Foxes!

Ok Ok, Peace is Restored in Mt. Your Mateland (a place in Florida: Maitland), and we can all enjoy the funny YT embeds that Mr. John will surely apply here.

AS STATED by Reid, just go to the pubic liberry in your town. Mt. Airy has a nice one, with FOUR free 'puters. I watch myself there all the time.
Miss Jones, the pretty old spinster with the thick glasses, reminds: "BARNEY, HUSH!!!!" but she don't shout it out...she just sort of glares.
I don't think she likes me any more than she likes reid, which is about next as likely as her likin' B'rer Rabbit in the briar patch instead of in her crocked pot!

DEPUTY OF THE PIECE,
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(fake) Barney Fife of Maybeafairy, USA

PSS: Reid th' Rabbit sez he din't view your video, John in Costco Rico,
bee-cause his youtube is Outer Limits (out of order same as you).
Sends his reid-grets, he does. :wink:
 
Best of Benny and Marx, of any TV, of any comedy era, ever!

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PRO critics' words, not mere mine!


















sometimes I -do- lie, but then 'fess up.
but, truly, this is the best of the golden era of all nations' telly-alls.
 
Just as predicted. Did you at least watch that slide guitar clip to help you, as they would say here, suavemente?

Please just chill out on the flood. The volume really does detract from the forum as a whole. If you want to blog, there are appropriate places to do so. Here it's just noise that clutters things up.

Forget Lime updates till you make it electric and get back to finishing the submersible bike. That was topical, interesting, and the flow was appropriately contained.

John

btw I've never been in a Costco.
 
I am Groucho today. And no, "Rodney", I did not watch your YT embed, nor will I ever watch the clip
until you say The Secret Word*


husssh, all? no help from the audience, please?
our secret word of the night is a phrase so rarely heard, that no-one will guess The Secret Word...which is:











John in Costco Rico says to the clerk he just maligned: "I'm sorry!"

(that never did happen, and John in Costco can ride this fat assed lawn mower all day long
and never get the hundred dollars from The Duck)


Duck! John, duck! :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:


Your real-life best butt buddy,

Barney Fife
:wink:
 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fred_Allen
Fred Allen (May 31, 1894 – March 17, 1956),
born John Florence Sullivan, was an American comedian, whose absurdist, topically pointed radio show (1932–1949),
made him one of the most popular and forward-looking humorists in the so-called classic era of American radio.

His best-remembered gag may be his long-running mock feud with friend and fellow comedian Jack Benny,
but it was only part of his appeal; radio historian John Dunning (in On the Air: The Encyclopedia of Old-Time Radio),
wrote that Allen was old-time radio's most admired comedian...and most frequently censored. A master ad-libber,
Allen often tangled with his network's executives (and often barbed them on the air over the battles),
while developing routines, the style and substance of which, influenced contemporaries and futures among comic talents,
including Groucho Marx, Stan Freberg, Henry Morgan and Johnny Carson...but, his fans also included President Franklin D. Roosevelt
and novelists William Faulkner, John Steinbeck and Herman Wouk (who began his career by writing for Allen).

Ironically, despite of his often barbed observations of the medium,
Fred Allen was honored with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame,
for contributions to television.
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Jack Benny is about to be canned by his sponsor,
and Fred Allen is lining himself up to take the job, as well as a surprise visitor- Eddie Cantor.
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punctuation corrections to the wiki quoted text. I'll fix "their" bad markings here, but not THERE, no sirs!
They are a bunch of fat-assed sniffy metrosexual queens who erase proper corrections and re-insert their

gingerbread men markings, ten at a time, right up their asses. (the Fruit Lady, post number one!)
 
http://www.georgeformby.co.uk/gf_story/gfstory.htm
The show business career of George Formby spanned exactly FORTY YEARS,
beginning in 1921 until his death in 1961. During that period he appeared in 21 hit films, cut over 230 records, made hundreds of stage performances,
appeared in two Royal Command Performances and entertained an estimated THREE MILLION Allied Servicemen and women during World War II
throughout Europe and the Middle East.

Although he never performed in the U.S.A. he did make personal appearances and was quite popular in Canada, Australia, New Zealand and South Africa.

By 1939, George Formby was the most popular and highest paid entertainer in the British Isles and was estimated to be earning over £100,000 a year.
The secret of his success was a unique combination of personality, natural ability and talent coupled with the driving force of his wife, Beryl as his Manager.
With his natural human warmth and friendliness, George could hold a live audience in the palm of his hand as he sang and played the ukulele in his own inimitable style.
He seemed to have the ability to make people enjoy what he did, and his audiences always called for more.
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the very beginning, his first film, shoestring budget, his wife, Beryl:
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the very last public performance, 1961;
Beryl is now gone, cancer; but, George?
he has just re-married:
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GET OUT OF JAIL FREE, card:
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George/Reid sings the Story of John in CR, whose real day-name is:
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"oh, I think he's beautiful!"
 
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The reluctant foe: myself as McTeague.

My desperate adversary was John of CR.

Forgive us both?


Lessons learned by all: Gold does not pay after all.
It's just not worth it.
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Stroheim nearly killed his own crew: Death Valley in July.
It's all so very, very real and...but...greatest truth of all Truths:

REALITY
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And so, it is done. Fight...over. Good bye to this thread...and...
...I am off to other adventures...that =do= pay, right and proper, fair and square....
...and am so sorry it is so late, so very much too late, even for the tiny, golden bird.

McTeague

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