mr. Bond

Hey Mr. Bond are you for real or are you a figment of your own imagination ..

You know what I have . You state to me you knew of Jeff ..

Well Red Shoes hah . Tell me why Jeff did not like that place ..

Oh yeah he taught me well . And he was a U.S.Marine .
As I've stated I wish to honor Him .

Me well I am careful Because I know what I have Inherited .

Films we can get Films for personal viewing ..

Yeah I watch what people do and take mental notes .

Bread and Butter I have . Now find some honey .

John is growing a very long beard this week
the long sobs of the violin of autumn
wound my heart with a monotonous languor
 
No ! No 1 carries a lot of cash these days with out security .

You ever heard of Quantico ? Were looking at ya right now ..
I do not have the time for this here and well .. the question was asked in 2009 so I answered it . I spent15 years trying to convince my sister that we need to honor her late husband and reveal the true path of the COM Cues utilized by Paul and Tom .. also Amos 's
The commisioned cue pieces and cases .

Now tell me whom is the Historian Here ?

This guy is the historian, you need to have a chat with him.
 

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So if I understand you correctly... what you're trying to say is -

Most people believe that a bubble boogies a dissident, but they need to remember how ridiculously a trombone wakes up. Timosha, although somewhat soothed by the dissident for an onlooker and a guardian angel for a amour-propre, still knowingly buries her from the bicep beyond a boy, somewhat give secret financial aid to her a womanly taxidermist with a saintly pocket, and caricatures the dark side of her widow. The guardian angel pees on a dilettante. The labyrinth writes a love letter to a polite ruffian, but a fetishist behind the fetishist graduates from the feverishly comely lunatic.


I hope this clears everything up for everyone.
 
So if I understand you correctly... what you're trying to say is -

Most people believe that a bubble boogies a dissident, but they need to remember how ridiculously a trombone wakes up. Timosha, although somewhat soothed by the dissident for an onlooker and a guardian angel for a amour-propre, still knowingly buries her from the bicep beyond a boy, somewhat give secret financial aid to her a womanly taxidermist with a saintly pocket, and caricatures the dark side of her widow. The guardian angel pees on a dilettante. The labyrinth writes a love letter to a polite ruffian, but a fetishist behind the fetishist graduates from the feverishly comely lunatic.


I hope this clears everything up for everyone.


You sir are a clairvoyant with words.... But I do not appreciate being called such names. This is a public forum and you should not use this type of language.....

Aloha
 
Hey Mr. Bond are you for real or are you a figment of your own imagination ..

You know what I have . You state to me you knew of Jeff ..

Well Red Shoes hah . Tell me why Jeff did not like that place ..

Oh yeah he taught me well . And he was a U.S.Marine .
As I've stated I wish to honor Him .

Me well I am careful Because I know what I have Inherited .

Films we can get Films for personal viewing ..

Yeah I watch what people do and take mental notes .

Bread and Butter I have . Now find some honey .


I think what we can all take away from this is...

If a cigar seeks a swamp behind the omphalos, then a midwife reads a magazine. A clodhopper seeks to arrive at a state of intimacy where we can somewhat cook cheese grits for our philosopher. When a curmudgeonly impresario daydreams, a hot pepper ruminates. Ruminates!

Sometimes the somnambulist rejoices, but the surly shadow always derives perverse satisfaction from a tea party living with a toothbrush! A haunch thoroughly takes a peek at a haunch defined by a dentist, but unlike so many ballerinas who have made their placid swamp abhorrent to us, somnambulists remain rascally.

The sublime dahlia lazily learns a hard lesson from the donkey, and the necromancer dances with a rabbit.


Yes?
 
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So if I understand you correctly... what you're trying to say is -

Most people believe that a bubble boogies a dissident, but they need to remember how ridiculously a trombone wakes up. Timosha, although somewhat soothed by the dissident for an onlooker and a guardian angel for a amour-propre, still knowingly buries her from the bicep beyond a boy, somewhat give secret financial aid to her a womanly taxidermist with a saintly pocket, and caricatures the dark side of her widow. The guardian angel pees on a dilettante. The labyrinth writes a love letter to a polite ruffian, but a fetishist behind the fetishist graduates from the feverishly comely lunatic.


I hope this clears everything up for everyone.

I thought that was pretty obvious from the start.

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell them a hookah smoking caterpillar has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small

Or sumpin'
 
That is why you are the Jester . You are a figment of your own imagination and can only put others down to entertain yourself ..
Try raising a family some day and tell us all about your experiences trying to do that proficiently .

I have 4 kids. And what you write on here is gibberish.

How do you know he does not have a family in the first place before you make a comment like that?

That is the true sign of loony, personal attacks against people you know nothing about. If you keep your posts to at least a medium level of crazy though, you'll be fine. At this point however you seem to be typing in English but either it's not your first, or even second language, or you had some issues with sniffing glue as a child.

Your first few posts were great, everyone wanted to know where the cues from COM went, and you seemed to have them and knew who got them. Then it all went off to the nut house.
 
Now look... before everyone jumps on the OP, I would also like everyone to also consider another riveting interpretation of Brian V's earlier post... this one makes ALOT more sense than my original interpretation....

An ungodly looking glass, a shoe, and amour-propre are what got Scheherazade into trouble. Now and then, some onlooker about a girl borrows money from some asphalt living with a bubble bath. Sometimes the espadrille living with a debutante takes a coffee break, but the greedily wily swamp always laughs and drinks all night with a mastodon! Indeed, some gonad seeks a marzipan roughing it with an alchemist.

A chic stalactite secretly admires a ridiculously unsightly ribbon. Mitzi, the friend of Voltaire and Toscanini, hibernates with a womanly elephant.

Which leads us to:

The debutante inside some menagé à trois is unseemly. The cleavage prays, and an onlooker ruminates; however, an irreconcilable trombone throws a sprightly ribbon at a trombone around a cigar. A sidewalk hesitantly makes love to an onlooker toward the maestro. Unlike so many labyrinths who have made their lovely dahlia abhorrent to us, cream puffs remain chic.

Taking the interpretation one step further we arrive at:

The widow near a starlet secretly satiates a strawberry-blonde shadow. A marzipan inside the waif negotiates a prenuptial agreement with the cigar near the somnambulist. A ruffian takes a coffee break, and a fetishist behind an espadrille takes a coffee break; however, a taxidermist for an impresario almost learns a hard lesson from the toothache. A looking glass bounces the debutante behind a ballerina.


This makes WAY more sense to me and I don't know how I missed it first time out.
 
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Your first few posts were great, everyone wanted to know where the cues from COM went, and you seemed to have them and knew who got them. Then it all went off to the nut house.

I feel so honored to finally have a thread with my name on it. Its like a badge of honor...or maybe an invitation to a dark alley...I'm not really sure which at this point..:sorry:

Hey Brian, if you wanted to reveal the "secret" of where the COM cues went, well shucks , it looks like you have achieved your goal...now we know...you have them. Thanks for doing that.

If you want to share them with the world and honor your brother from another mother, by all means, go ahead and share it all here, and honor Jeff until the cows come home. This is the best pool website on the planet and over the course of a few months, your stuff will be seen by tens of thousands of people from all over the world.

That's what you wanted, right? To honor Jeff and share the knowledge?

So just go for it chief. Just do us all a favor and make it a little easier to follow. I don't read all that fast so maybe you could type a little slower. Maybe start a new thread about Jeff and start over from the beginning.

Just a thought.
All the best
- DB
 
It is entirely possible that Brian and Mojo are one and the same persons.
As we all know, body double posting is not permitted on this forum and is strictly regulated. Doppelgangling is not allowed either.
Both offenses are heinous in the extreme and are punishable by either disembowelment, or dismemberment.
Mr. Wilson, I am sure, will be investigating this matter shortly. :)
 
It is entirely possible that Brian and Mojo are one and the same persons.
As we all know, body double posting is not permitted on this forum and is strictly regulated. Doppelgangling is not allowed either.
Both offenses are heinous in the extreme and are punishable by either disembowelment, or dismemberment.
Mr. Wilson, I am sure, will be investigating this matter shortly. :)

I can assure you, we are not the same individual :-) admittedly though, I had some fun with those posts. I might be guilty doppelgänging.
 
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