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"TWO KLICKS DUE SOUTH, 1 KLICK DUE EAST...GOTCHA. WHAT'S A KLICK?"
Posted by John Cox | August 23, 2011 6:46 PM
Posted on August 23, 2011 18:46
"What's a 'north'?"
Posted by GarandFan | August 23, 2011 7:15 PM
Posted on August 23, 2011 19:15
Hello Jimmy Johns!
Mom....Mommmm? I got a splinter in my finger! Can you...?
OK just saw a Tyrannosaurus Rex eat a large goat tied up...I hat to admit that I'm scared.
Mom???? I have to poop?
Posted by Cowboy | August 23, 2011 9:18 PM
Posted on August 23, 2011 21:18
Double click it, mom. The left mouse button, mom. No, the mouse cursor is entirely different from the keyboard cursor. I don't know why you have to single click some things and double click others.
So it says Google now, right? Ok, type "bear run stand still" and click "I'm feeling lucky". What's it say?
Posted by Zeroth | August 23, 2011 11:30 PM
Posted on August 23, 2011 23:30
What? What are you reading, Mom? Mom, wait. Just stop. How did you spell "bear"?
Posted by Zeroth | August 23, 2011 11:38 PM
Posted on August 23, 2011 23:38
"Mommy, where do I have to go to throw my 'merit' badges back?"
Posted by Terwiliger | August 24, 2011 12:49 AM
Posted on August 24, 2011 00:49
"Mommy, somebody disabled my GPS, & I can't do orienteering with just a compass. What's next? Are they gonna make me try to do math without a graphing calculator?"
Posted by Terwiliger | August 24, 2011 12:54 AM
Posted on August 24, 2011 00:54
HEY COWBOY
Your last one is on the right track. This one's better:
"Mooooo-ooooom! I'm throuuuuu-uuuuuugh!"
Posted by Terwiliger | August 24, 2011 12:59 AM
Posted on August 24, 2011 00:59
"Mommy!!!! I'm looossstttt!!! Can you tell me how to get back to Camp Granada?"
(I think most of you are old enough here to get that, if not... Allan Sherman, Camp Granada - google it.)
I was thinking like Cowboy... "Mommy, where's the bathroom out here and where did you pack the TP."
Posted by Dr. Bob | August 24, 2011 1:13 AM
Posted on August 24, 2011 01:13
I think T is implying that little Johnny has already gone, hasn't learned to wipe yet (or didn't make provisions), and is calling for his mommy to help.
Twisted.
Posted by Anonymous | August 24, 2011 5:25 AM
Posted on August 24, 2011 05:25
"OK, mom - I told you to stop calling me 'Bernard' - my name is 'Barbara' now and I'm defecting to the Girl Scout Camp."
Posted by Doc Al | August 24, 2011 8:26 AM
Posted on August 24, 2011 08:26
Uh, hi, Dad. Are you sure I'll need these skills if Obama gets reelected?
Hello, 911. This is Tenderfoot Willis. I'm in northern Virginia and I just felt something. Is our country crumbling?
Posted by Tom Wms. | August 24, 2011 11:41 AM
Posted on August 24, 2011 11:41
Hello? Mr Krugman? I think I just saw an alien! Will this help our President?
Posted by GarandFan | August 24, 2011 12:03 PM
Posted on August 24, 2011 12:03
No, I'm pretty sure it's grizzly bear poop. It has small bells in it and smells like pepper spray.
Posted by Ed B | August 24, 2011 4:12 PM
Posted on August 24, 2011 16:12
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore! A rainbow-colored rabbit just pooped on my foot!"
Posted by GarandFan | August 25, 2011 12:47 AM
Posted on August 25, 2011 00:47