the dissident frogman

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the dissident frogman 20 years and 4 months ago

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I knew it. I knew it right on Friday afternoon. I could feel it in my bones.

But of course, too late to engage any significant counter-measure.

I'm badly hurt by a serious flu bug that turned me into a wailing mobile mucus manufacture tormented by the grotesque visions of a mind thoroughly left to the mere influence of a debilitating fever.
Let me tell you something: if, one way or another, these visions are representative of the condition of my psyche, I'm going to need some serious help once I'm finished with the flu.

However, despite a horrible week-end writhing under the tribulations of the viscid phlegm, I drew from within the very depth of my strength and willpower enough energy to complete the red button herein (below, if you happen to read the permalink), started last week, just in time to wish you all a Merry Christmas.

My duty accomplished, I'm falling back in my armchair, not knowing if I'll have enough fortitude left to drag this poor old self of mine back to my humble flea bag of pestilence.

Mark my words though: the first ungrateful brat to complain about this goddamn stinking piece of a red button will receive the aforementioned mobile manufacture's daily production carefully concealed in a Whizzo chocolate company box.

And now, I just want to die alone in my slippery secretions.

Again, Merry Christmas to you.

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I own, built and run this place. In a previous life I was not French but sadly, I died.

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1162 - the dissident frogman

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  • the dissident frogman France

Vous vous souvenez de ce truc avec la femme, le serpent et la pomme? Ben c'est pareil.
Time to take sides
  • December 23rd 2003
  • @ 1908 ZULU

1163 - lola

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La Terre des Ancètres n'a plus grand chose d'un jardin merveilleux! Je n'y toucherai pas...Bon courage
  • December 23rd 2003
  • @ 2144 ZULU

1164 - the dissident frogman

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  • the dissident frogman France

"(...) Je n'y toucherai pas" Elles disent toutes ça. Et ensuite, c'est le serpent qui trinque et qui voit s'effondrer définitivement ses rêves de course de fond ou sa passion pour le port de bas de soie, selon la personnalité ou le genre dudit serpent. Bon. Je vais me reprendre une bonne poignée d'efferalgan, là.
Time to take sides
  • December 23rd 2003
  • @ 2206 ZULU

1165 - Rob C

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The man is sick and, yet, he still gives. Vive le Red Button! Great, now I'm gonna have this song running though my noggin' for the rest of the farkin' day. DF, that was fun!
  • December 23rd 2003
  • @ 0030 ZULU

1166 - Nightfly

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Oh, yeah...I'm singin' it. And after this I'm heading over to Jeremy Yoder's pad with a strong pair of field glasses to see how far Krugman booted his poor cat. "Space...the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship...Mr. Whiskers. His continuing mission: to explore strange, new jobs...to seek out low interest rates, and new capital investments...to boldly grow like no economy has grown before!" Joyeux Noel, monsieur Frogman!
  • December 23rd 2003
  • @ 0110 ZULU

1167 - Mashiki

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Merry Christmas DF, and that was great! The best one yet. I still have tears from laughing so hard.
  • December 23rd 2003
  • @ 0110 ZULU

1168 - LaFéeC

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Joyeux Noel Frogman The Dissident, soigne toi bien.. BiseS
  • December 24th 2003
  • @ 1839 ZULU

1169 - lola

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"...selon la personnalité ou le genre dudit serpent." C'est pas moi c'est la femme, répondit il courageusement, la pomme entamée dans le creux de la main...Bonne et Sainte Nuit du Salut, Monsieur.
  • December 24th 2003
  • @ 2107 ZULU

1170 - Bob in Texas

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The Red button rocks!!!, Sorry to hear that you are ill, stay in bed, take in plenty of clear liquids.....Vodka,Gin,White rum, Huradura Silver and such.
  • December 24th 2003
  • @ 0401 ZULU

1171 - Doug

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The button... the button... must... have... more button...
  • December 25th 2003
  • @ 1810 ZULU
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