Hmm.. if the Internet is worldwide..

Okay, well right now it's 5:35 a.m. Sunday or there abouts in the UK and 6:35 p.m. Saturday in Hawaii. What this has to do with anything is beyond me!   

I wonder if there is a link to the slow down in forum activity at midnight east coast time in the U.S. to the volume of water flowing through the sewers worldwide? This may take a slide rule and several chalk boards to figure out.   

what if everyone in the world farted at once ?

Isn't that how nebula's are created?   

   the rings around Uranus

Nope nope..too easy.  

I be awake!

Speaking on behalf of the World's butterflies, I'd like to thank seldomseen for finally uncovering the event that is actually responsible for creating tornados on the other side of the World. For too long, the butterflies, allied with chaos theory, have taken the brunt of the blame for this.

In the interests of full disclosure,the butterflies have admitted that they have a radical philosphical wing, well several thousand radical philosphical wings actually, that are responsible for blowing down the trees in the rainforest when they know nobody's listening.

Iver never seen a butterfly posting in a forum.. after midnight anyway   

more like responsible for global warming if you ask me.....  



butterflies sorted......

seems like the pussy cats are active after midnight   

Wasn't that supposed to be cows?

I always thought it was Algore's "hot air"   

I heard it was an old pirate cap'n on curried cabbage.

Well, it's really very simple. You see right before that it is whimblampuhp, ok? Then right during that time is almost like riptooooornlumpy, THEN immediatly it turns to swooshmushnipps, following me? Ok, then right after that when the moon has COMPLETELY risin and the sun has not then the clouds are well....you know, clouds, it all turns to ipsnick-bushmoonsnappp. So, because of this, all the forums just go smooshlipsmack at precisly that time! Ok, so you see, it's really VERY simple! No need to thank me, you would've figured it out on your own in a little time.    Rad

sassarazzafrad!...Oy vay...what u no....i learneded sumpin' nu tu dae. hmph...want to no what I tink...dats what I tink. Smog in LA.

Well, that's because all the butterflies clever enough to type are being employed by cows. Mostly to spread the rumour that global warming is caused by an old pirate cap'n on curried cabbage..... you may have heard ?

Well I don't think it'd be the ozone layer we'd have to worry about....that much gas going off in one almighty blast could tip the Earth off its axis and send us hurtling towards the outer edges of the galaxy....perhaps even farther.....

To prevent this I had thought of corks, but the projectile injuries could propel the world's health systems into chaos.

...as the known internet prepares to shut down for yet another midnight deadline..the crickets chirp and.....

Just to clarify, is that several crickets each chirping individually ? 'Cos I think once a cricket gets the knack of chirping and can do one straight after the other - the chirp is promoted to a chirrup.

If it is just the one cricket chirruping, what are the odds it's wondering where all the other crickets go after midnight?

vStyler - It's only 10:04 pm on Sunday where I live so I'll be here for awhile.

I belive I have an answer to your question, it has to due with the breakdown of total internet users in any given time zone divided by the number of visitors to the fourms overlaid with the position of the moon relative to the.......it's all on the chalk board..............O Nooooooooooooooooooo! Someone cleaned the board!!!!!!!!!  

...rrrRRIPPPpp....


Had this idea once, in a pensive and creative mood, that one could perhaps earn a modest income manufacturing small whistles, of varying shrillness, tone, and timbre...that customers could then insert...well,,,er...securely and somewhat comfortably in the proper orifice. Said whistle then would perhaps sound one's note or tone of choice, clan or family designation, social status...
Society as we know it could be transformed. Whole tribes, nations, ethnic groupings might then have a legacy of subgroupings of tones and mellifluous tonic scales.
"My goodness! Aunt Martha! I could have sworn I heard her piping just then...!"
To start with, perhaps they could come in any color...as long as it was black and latex.

Along with this, the world might just be ready for...here comes: the personal methane alarm!
The concept occurred to me one afternoon in the local supermarket, staring at those little coupon dispensers with the blinking l.e.d. that one finds periodically attached to shelving. I surreptitiously(sp?) removed one and took it home to dissect with the idea in mind...
With one of those worn, say, as a brooch or watchband clip, by the each member of the world's population, it would be socially acceptable, upon hearing a whistle or tone, to look around and spot the blinking l.e.d.s in the vicinity and calmly move upwind a bit. Pranksters, of course, might have other uses for them; my own idea: to retrofit the purloined coupon dispensers with detector circuitry and shrill klaxons, and affix them to the benches and beneath tables in the foodcourt areas of malls.
I digress. It's well past midnight somewhat east of here. It's too damn cold yet for crickets yet, but those Labs on my couch must have eaten...aargh!... O.K! Outside!
Now where's my prototype? Had it just a minute ago...

Perhaps we should push the internet time.

(this post was created at @233)

P.S. I just ate an egg sandwich...   

Mine was for a muffler of sorts....if not to silence the frequent barks emanating from curried cabbage & curried egg sandwiches, then to give me ventriloquist abilities so I could point the finger elsewhere.



This, of course, would defeat the purpose of my 'voice throwing' muffler....unless my methane alarm were programmed to set off someone else's nearby.