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The Ryan Black Appreciation Thread

hmmmm IM skeeered now :D

or is that Funky Cold Medina??? cuz thats what I was really hoping for prezy :*
 
RyanBlack said:
I always love a good flourish!!!!


hey do I have a theme song?????
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how about a poem instead for now? T.S Eliot, mama mia! :D of course, the dusty coat and uncombed whiskers are merely subterfuge ;)




Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there's no on like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square--
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!

He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair--
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there!

And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scap of paper in the hall or on the stair--
But it's useless of investigate--Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
"It must have been Macavity!"--but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macacity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibit, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!
 
...............walkin' in the door..........

..........struttin' my stuff........

YUP YUP!! Don't need y'all to be jealous but.......... I was just elected sexretary of this here establishment.

*phone ringing in the distance*

.............so like I was saying, don't all be haters, k?.........

Who :heart:s you Big Daddy!!
 
I believe I made need you to take a letter later MRS H


MWHAHAHAHHAHA
 
RyanBlack said:
I believe I made need you to take a letter later MRS H


MWHAHAHAHHAHA
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Big Daddy?

Im gonna get RIGHT on it.........

Right after my lunch break, my shopping spree (with your credit card),

my nail appointment and I need to swing by the groomers to get the puppy,

ok?

Gosh, you're the greatest :heart:
 
so much for dictation. . .. .

guess Ill just have to take it on myself :D
 
chipbutty said:
how about a poem instead for now? T.S Eliot, mama mia! :D of course, the dusty coat and uncombed whiskers are merely subterfuge ;)




Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there's no on like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square--
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!

He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair--
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there!

And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scap of paper in the hall or on the stair--
But it's useless of investigate--Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
"It must have been Macavity!"--but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macacity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibit, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XV6e65konHs

Although I've always thought of him as more of a Rum Tum Tugger.
 
Ryan Black is always on top during sex because Ryan Black never fucks up.

M.C. Hammer learned the hard way that Ryan Black can touch this.

Ryan Black doesn't have hair on his testicles, because hair does not grow on steel.
 
lorilei13 said:
Ryan Black is always on top during sex because Ryan Black never fucks up.

M.C. Hammer learned the hard way that Ryan Black can touch this.

Ryan Black doesn't have hair on his testicles, because hair does not grow on steel.
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LOL

I could have used this smile and laugh earlier today :devil::D
 
LMFAO!!!!!

I soooo needed that laugh today!!! That is priceless!!!!! Kudos, GP!!!!!!!
 
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