Young Axl Rose and Cake Cream in 2022! :D

Jimmy let fly a bountiful bowser in his Calvin Kleins, temporarily transfixed by the gore displayed before him; he espied how the killer had decapitated the members of Cake Cream and matched heads to the wrong body.

"Pretty clever," he opined.

Karen reached down, intending to rearrange the heads yet again, but Jimmy blurted "Hold, woman: that is man's work."

She blushed, thanked him, and was welcomed; Jimmy moved Andy's head and placed it facing Axl's crotch.

"As in death, so in life" he intoned; to further eulogize the somber event he let loose a deep, deep rumbler, the type that would challenge the best sub-woofer.

"What should we do next?' queried the damsel.

"Well, you're a virgin and these guys have rigor mortis..."

She caught his drift, smiled, and said "OK, but don't you dare watch."

"I won't."

But he did...

You guys have completely fucked up my story. I'm out of here! :(

Cool...but just one thing first: did you come?

Axl thanked Judge V. for finally putting him out of his misery and was welcomed.

Karen thanked the readers at VCT for reading her tome and they welcomed her and shook hands virtually.

"Nobody gives a flying fuck about my work of fiction at WOV" she whined; "They just ignore me and talk about more important shit, like unicycles and what they ate."

Ah, but not us at VCT...on this board we relish your tale of time travel, doppelgangers and of course necrophilia.

For your next performance have the locale of your new work of fiction be Las Vegas and center it around the online shenanigans, peccadilloes and gastro-intestinal disorders of characters from WOV and VCT: given your inability to tell a coherent tale it should be a laugh riot.

Ta-ta...

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Instead of taking the elevator up to the top to the luxurious penthouse suite at the James L Knight Center, he decided he and his companion could use the exercise after all those blizzards, so they took the stairs, which increased the total length of their trek by 2.68545200106530644530971483548179569382%.

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This ties in with my post about Spike's number of posts, a while back when he took a few weeks from posting at the WoV.

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Say, did anyone notice that EvenBob stopped at 28,561 posts at the WoV? That's 13^4. Ha.

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Or, that e*13.4 is about 36.4249765014, or [(37 - 1) + 0.42] ---> 371_142?

Or that (36.7879441171 - 36.4249765014) is about 0.3629676157, or [(7 +30 - 1) / 100] ---> 1/137?

Ha.

https://vegascasinotalk.com/forum/sh...l=1#post174733

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Instead of taking the elevator up to the top to the luxurious penthouse suite at the James L Knight Center, he decided he and his companion could use the exercise after all those blizzards, so they took the stairs, which increased the total length of their trek by 2.68545200106530644530971483548179569382%.

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Say, did anyone notice that EvenBob stopped at 28,561 posts at the WoV? That's 13^4. Ha.

https://wizardofvegas.com/forums/

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Or, that e*13.4 is about 36.4249765014, or [(37 - 1) + 0.42] ---> 371_142?

Or that (36.7879441171 - 36.4249765014) is about 0.3629676157, or [(7 +30 - 1) / 100] ---> 1/137?

Ha.

https://vegascasinotalk.com/forum/sh...l=1#post174733

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Okay, if fiddle with the decimal point, as in Spike's case,

2 * 68545200106530644530971483548179569382 = 1 * (1.370904002131 × 10^38), which goes to 137, to begin, and, 138 = (1 + 137) ---> 1/137, to end, as exponents of 1, and,

2 ^ 68545200106530644530971483548179569382 = 10 ^ (2.063416129086 × 10^37), which goes to (-1.01 + 3.07) ---> 1/137, to begin, and, 137, to end, as exponents of 10 ---> 1.

So, there are four 137's, and, as many 142's, if take the 1's as "one over" the 137's.

But, where's the analogous 1/142, from within Spike's case?

e * (13 * 4) = 141.35065508 ---> 141 = (-1 + 142) ---> 1/142.

So, it was a fortuitous moment that Spike, and, then, ILBK, chose to leave, but, then, return to their respective forums. Ha.

Of course, I'll have to write that constant, too, in terms of the fine-structure constants. But, based on the sequence of 6, 14, 26, 42, and so on.

Jimmy, the sole survivor of the Cake Cream Massacre, had a hard time readjusting to life as a person not part of a band or as an oft overlooked side character in bad fan fiction. Now as a hobo he spent many hours inside the downtown library trying to better himself through reading and digging through slightly better trash than could be found elsewhere. While pacing the aisles, he espied a math text, dusty and dingy from disuse for more than 50 years. I can count to twenty, he mused, how hard could 'Compendium of Mathematical Constants with Their Derivations and Uses' be?

He sat down on a seat covered with another hobo's pee and flipped to a random page. Hmm, he mused, 2.68545200106530644530971483548179569382 is Khinchin's continued fraction constant, defined as the geometric mean of the coefficients in the continued fraction expansion of any real number x. Jimmy wondered if anyone else knew about this number. He farted loudly in excitement, loud enough for a nearby library patron to shush him. He tried dialing it on his homeless shelter issued cellphone, and to his delight it resolved to an actual phone number.

"Hello? May I ask who is calling?"

Jimmy immediately ended the call and his heart pounded. He knew that voice anywhere. What were the odds? How could it be?

Jimmy flinched when his gov't supplied phone rang, the ring tone having been preset by the supplier to Napoleon X!V's hit song "
They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa!"

It was the same number!

Jimmy felt liquid warmth flow down his leg as the stench of fresh feces permeated the air to a redolent degree.

With much apprehension he accepted the call.

"Where the fuck have you bee?" yelled Karen; "I've been looking all over for you."

"uh---why?"

"To introduce you to OUR child, Jimmy: WE had a bouncing baby girl. I named her "Bingo."

Again Jimmy soaked his leg; "But we only did it one time, you know, that time at the James L. Knight center...after you finished with "the boys" you were insatiable in your new-found lust. You threatened to bean me with your hideous handbag if I couldn't "do" you til the cows came home."

"Jimmy, it's not really ME that's looking for you, it's the state child support people."

Once again his leg got soaked: it felt...calming.

"But I have no money, Karen, and no prospects to earn any: I've been lost since Cake Cream got iced."

"Whatever, Jimmy. Look, I got to go. Bingo just shit on the floor after eating some fried chicken, and now she's smearing it on the wall."

Jimmy thought "Like mother, like daughter."

At that moment there was the sound of a huge explosion; the library shook, the lights flickered, sheet-rock dust filled the air; Jimmy escaped only to see a fleet of what looked like flying penises overhead, spewing death rays from their alien pee-holes.

Jimmy had an idea...

The erstwhile Cake Creamer, now a homeless piece of shit, grabbed his trusty, hand drawn cardboard "Will work for food" sign and changed "work" to "betray humanity."

Jimmy waved the sign at the engorged interstellar love missile which paused its ejaculation of death plasma to espy his distraction.

He was bathed in some form of ray and quickly teleported to the flight deck of the tumescent shaft.

At the helm was what could only be best described as a large, rat-like creature atop a unicycle, festooned in a wizard's cap.

"At last" squeaked the alien: "Someone we can work with."

Jimmy and the "wizard" were kindred souls: they soon came to an understanding and sealed the deal with mutually tuneful farts.

A bit dazed, the soon to be Benedict Arnold was returned to the surface where he quickly put the plan into action; "This is gonna be good." he mused.

Alas, he failed as a prognosticator; it was not good, it was in fact bad, very, very bad.

Oh, I don't know now.

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And not so far from the James L. Knight Center. Ha.

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day.

They put on bulletproof vests and motorcycle helmets and left the hotel room and checked out.

They went to the Wilmington International Airport and flew back to Miami and went to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite.

They unpacked and all fell asleep, exhausted.

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day.

Axl decided to make Cake Cream and himself all sign Contracts stating that they wouldn't turn on each other. He drew up the Contract and called Billy, Andy, Mike, Jimmy, and James to his and Billy's room.

He presented them with the contract and they all thought it was a good idea. They all read, understood, agreed, and signed. Cake Cream left Axl and Billy's room and watched TV in the living room. Axl's cellphone rang and he picked it up.

The District Attorney informed Axl that being Cake Cream's Lawyer without ever going to Law School or having a Law Degree, having a Law license, or passing the Bar was a Felony and Axl could spend time behind bars for this.

Axl's face lost color at this news and he Impulsively begun speaking Spanish.

"No tiendo, Senor!" No Hables Ingles!"

The District Attorney was not amused. "Mr. Rose, please stop playing games. You're in big trouble."

Axl dropped the act and said in English,"Please don't press charges against me. I only wanted to help Cake Cream out."

The District Attorney said,"Mr. Rose, breaking the law is a serious offense. I get that you wanted to help out Cake Cream, but you should have done this the right way. You are due in Court in two days for this." The District Attorney gave him the information.

Axl was shocked. The District Attorney and he had a terse conversation and then said their goodbyes and hung up.

Axl told Cake Cream what the District Attorney told him.

Cake Cream all simultaneously said,"No!" In complete shock and horror.

Jimmy said,"We don't want you in jail over this!"

James said," You are such a good Lawyer to us and helped us out so many times."

Billy said,"We're not going to let you be be behind bars for this."

Andy said,"You are our Lawyer, who cares if you didn't go to Law School, don't have a Law Degree don't have a Law license, and didn't pass the Bar?

Mike said,"We signed Contracts stating that you are our Lawyer, that will help you out with this."

Axl was touched by Cake Cream's support for him. He thanked them all and was welcomed.

Axl decided he needed to hire a Lawyer for his upcoming Case. He refused to represent himself. Cake Cream all backed up his decision. Axl smiled and went to a Law Firm and hired a Lawyer for his case. A Lawyer that actually went to Law School, had a Degree had a law license, and passed the bar. Axl paid the Lawyer half.

Axl and his Lawyer discussed his upcoming Case and Axl left the Law Firm and went back to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite and told Cake Cream about his Lawyer.

Cake Cream supported Axl. Billy and Axl went to their room and kissed, Billy knowing that his Boyfriend needed his support. Axl was grateful for Billy's love.

Axl fell asleep soon and Billy went to the living room and James, Jimmy, Mike, Andy, and Billy all chatted about Axl's upcoming Court Case.

They all said they would be going to Axl's Court Case to defend him. They all pointed out what a good Lawyer he was to them. They felt he was their Lawyer no matter what the law said.

They ate some pizza and drank some soda, still chatting about Axl's predicament.

Axl woke up and ate some pizza and drank some soda too. They all chatted about Axl's predicament and Cake Cream told Axl they would be at his Court Case to support him.

Axl blushed and smiled happily at the support and love of his Cake Cream Boyfriend and Cake Cream Brothers. Axl was happy to have them in his life.

Cake Cream and Axl all chilled and chatted and soon fell asleep.

Is Tasha's Spanish so rusty that she can't put Spanish words in Axl's mouth correctly, or is she trying to convey that the character Axl speaks Spanish so poorly he can't say two of the most basic phrases?

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The real Axl couldn't had trouble speaking Spanish. ;) He relied on a Translator/Interpreter when doing Concerts for South America Countries. ;)

Anyways, my Fictional Axl used Spanish correctly. He said,"No tiendo Senor, which translates to"I don't understand, Sir. And ,"No Hables Ingles which translates to "I don't speak English," in Spanish. ;)

Tasha's cellphone rang. She picked it up and was about to say "Hello" when she thought better of it and instead said "Haló?" in Hungarian. On the other end was uber-hack Stephen King, her idol, a man who made up for lack of talent in sheer volume, something Tasha aspired to daily.

"Tasha," the whiny voice began, "Are you aware it is illegal to write fiction without an MFA in Creative Writing? Only a credentialed master of fine arts can write as much as you do, including fan fiction."

Tasha's heart pounded. She had no idea she was in violation of the rules for writers. Thinking on her feet she said "Nem ertem. Nem beszélek angolul."

"Cut the crap, Tasha. I know you speak English and that you only know a handful of phrases in Hungarian, which you only learned from pinching your balls."

Feeling the heat, Tasha repeated, "Nem ertem."

"So that's the way you want to play? Let's make a bet. If you can say something other than tourist phrases in Hungarian, you can continue writing your fan fiction without a meaningless credential. If you can't, then you have to stop writing."

Tasha was flustered and incensed. Who the hell was this hack to tell her to stop writing? He didn't have an MFA either. But Tasha had a trick up her sleeve, you see, she had once been engaged to a Hungarian billionaire and still remembered more than just tourist phrases.

"A te könyveid rosszak, a fiadé pedig rosszabbak."

Now it was Stephen King's turn to be taken aback. "Well played, Tasha. Well played." He hung up and Tasha breathed a sigh of relief. And now, on to more important matters. She cracked her knuckles and began:

It was a dark and stormy night in the luxurious penthouse suite...

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Is Tasha's Spanish so rusty that she can't put Spanish words in Axl's mouth correctly, or is she trying to convey that the character Axl speaks Spanish so poorly he can't say two of the most basic phrases?

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The real Axl couldn't had trouble speaking Spanish. ;) He relied on a Translator/Interpreter when doing Concerts for South America Countries. ;)

Anyways, my Fictional Axl used Spanish correctly. He said,"No tiendo Senor, which translates to"I don't understand, Sir. And ,"No Hables Ingles which translates to "I don't speak English," in Spanish. ;)

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You don't even know what you don't know. Classic Tasha!

Axl awoke during the middle of the night to find Billy bent over, crying out sharply in pain.

"That god damned gerbil, Axl...you forgot to remove him."

Axl went pale: what to do?

He ran to the kitchen, grabbed a couple of butter knives and returned to the boudoir: "I'll take care of it, my love...after all, I'm a proctologist."

Without further ado Axl spread Billiy's butt cheeks wide open with the knives and peered deep within with a flashlight.

"I see him, he's chomping away on some polyps. Let me use these pliers..."

Oops.

Axl missed the gerbil and accidentally removed Billy's appendix.

"No harm done, you don't need it anyway."

Alas his words of assurance fell upon dead ears as Billy quickly expired from massive blood loss.

"Uh-oh" realized Axl, "I really fucked the pooch on this one."

Not wanting to incur the full wrath of the law he rolled Billy into a carpet, concealing him, then hoisted the carpet on to his shoulder; he took the elevator out, telling the desk clerk "Just doing some cleaning."

Axl drove out deep into the Everglades and dumped Billy into a 'gator infested area; he watched with morbid curiosity as Billy was shredded and consumed.

He stopped at DQ on the way back to Miami and enjoyed a strawberry blizzard.

"I need to get a new gerbil" he realized; oh, the demands of modern life...

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Is Tasha's Spanish so rusty that she can't put Spanish words in Axl's mouth correctly, or is she trying to convey that the character Axl speaks Spanish so poorly he can't say two of the most basic phrases?

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The real Axl couldn't had trouble speaking Spanish. ;) He relied on a Translator/Interpreter when doing Concerts for South America Countries. ;)

Anyways, my Fictional Axl used Spanish correctly. He said,"No tiendo Senor, which translates to"I don't understand, Sir. And ,"No Hables Ingles which translates to "I don't speak English," in Spanish. ;)

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You don't even know what you don't know. Classic Tasha!

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I did get the Spanish right. I don't know why you said that. :confused:

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The real Axl couldn't had trouble speaking Spanish. ;) He relied on a Translator/Interpreter when doing Concerts for South America Countries. ;)

Anyways, my Fictional Axl used Spanish correctly. He said,"No tiendo Senor, which translates to"I don't understand, Sir. And ,"No Hables Ingles which translates to "I don't speak English," in Spanish. ;)

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You don't even know what you don't know. Classic Tasha!

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I did get the Spanish right. I don't know why you said that. :confused:

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I wrote that because you got it wrong. It was close, but not correct, which I why I asked if your Spanish was rusty of if you were trying to convey how dumb Axl is.

I don't understand, sir. = No entiendo, señor.

I don't speak English = No hablo inglés.

The Spanish line was just one throw away line. The bulk is Axl being in trouble for practicing law without a degree, passing the Bar, no law school, and no license, a felony in the U.S.

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I thought the bulk of the story Axl being a time traveling doppelganger who has a gay romance with a bandmate. What's with all the legal procedural side plots? Why not just make him drop the band and go to law school. He could be the 1L gunner who nearly fails but somehow gets an internship with a hoppin' Hollywood divorce firm and through some mix up also makes law review.

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The Spanish line was just one throw away line. The bulk is Axl being in trouble for practicing law without a degree, passing the Bar, no law school, and no license, a felony in the U.S.

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I thought the bulk of the story Axl being a time traveling doppelganger who has a gay romance with a bandmate. What's with all the legal procedural side plots? Why not just make him drop the band and go to law school. He could be the 1L gunner who nearly fails but somehow gets an internship with a hoppin' Hollywood divorce firm and through some mix up also makes law review.

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The real world Axl Rose wanted to be a Lawyer but decided to become a Singer instead. :) So, my Fictional Axl Rose is something that the real world Axl Rose wanted to do. :)

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The real world Axl Rose wanted to be a Lawyer but decided to become a Singer instead. :) So, my Fictional Axl Rose is something that the real world Axl Rose wanted to do. :)

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Sure. Just like the real world Karen wanted to be happily married, raising a brood of young 'uns but "decided" to become a Bingo addict, internet troll and likely winner of the Bulwer Lytton Fiction Contest instead.

Axl was excited for the first day of law school. His first class of the day was Torts. I can't believe there is whole class about fancy cakes, Axl mused. I wonder if they will have butter cream frosting so I can work in a Cake Cream joke, Axl mused further. He chuckled to himself as he sat in the back of the class. A prim, serious looking young woman in front of him turned around and glared at him and then whipped her head back around to face the front of the class once more. Axl tried to rip a fart to reply to her glare, but remembered that he had drunk a carminative herbal tea that morning for the very purpose of curbing his urges to fart. Undeterred, he scribbled a note with the word "fart" and discreetly passed it to her. Unfortunately, Professor V. saw the exchange.

"Axl Rose," Professor V. shouted, startling that self-same Axl Rose. "What are you doing?" Professor V. gave Axl a thousand yard stare like Hannibal Lecter.

Seated next to Axl was another young woman, of slightly friendlier disposition who whispered barely audibly, "You 'bout to get cold called bitch."

"I'm waiting to be called on, your honor" replied the doppelganger.

"You shall address me as "Professor V" in this classroom, but "Judge V" wnen I am in the courthouse."

"Yes, your holiness."

"Mr. Rose, what would you do if she offered her honor?"

Thinking that the pissy prof was referring to the lady next to him with a hideous handbag, Axl lied and said "Why, I'd honor her offer...and be on her and off her all night."

"Not bad, not bad at all: perhaps the law is your calling. Just one more. Electricians do it wihthout shorts; how do lawyers do it?"

"Lawyers do it in their briefs, your majesty."

"Yes, yes, that we do. Very good. Would you like to edit our Law Review?"

"No, but I want to be your clerk."

"Do you like Peruvian flake?"

"Love it." Alas, Axl thought the jacked up jurist was referring to a type of fish.

"Meet me after class, we have much to discuss. Be sure to bring a hundred dollar bill."

Axl farted silently yet joyoursly: this was going to just ROCK...

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"I'm waiting to be called on, your honor" replied the doppelganger.

"You shall address me as "Professor V" in this classroom, but "Judge V" wnen I am in the courthouse."

"Yes, your holiness."

"Mr. Rose, what would you do if she offered her honor?"

Thinking that the pissy prof was referring to the lady next to him with a hideous handbag, Axl lied and said "Why, I'd honor her offer...and be on her and off her all night."

"Not bad, not bad at all: perhaps the law is your calling. Just one more. Electricians do it wihthout shorts; how do lawyers do it?"

"Lawyers do it in their briefs, your majesty."

"Yes, yes, that we do. Very good. Would you like to edit our Law Review?"

"No, but I want to be your clerk."

"Do you like Peruvian flake?"

"Love it." Alas, Axl thought the jacked up jurist was referring to a type of fish.

"Meet me after class, we have much to discuss. Be sure to bring a hundred dollar bill."

Axl farted silently yet joyoursly: this was going to just ROCK...

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I guess Judge V/Professor V is impressed that Axl is FINALLY trying to become a Lawyer the right way. ;)

No, the old boy is just playing the doppelganger like a Stradivarius.



Keep going down the 1-L rabbit hole...you'll see.

Tasha, if you quit writing about Cake Cream and instead pivot to a new fan fiction story about Axl going to law school, I will quit "helping" you write chapters. Cake Cream hasn't justified its existence in the last 54 pages of this thread. Law school has more opportunities for hijinks and interpersonal drama.

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Tasha, if you quit writing about Cake Cream and instead pivot to a new fan fiction story about Axl going to law school, I will quit "helping" you write chapters. Cake Cream hasn't justified its existence in the last 54 pages of this thread. Law school has more opportunities for hijinks and interpersonal drama.

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Cake Cream became the WEALTHIEST band in the world all within roughly TWO MONTHS. They have made FOUR Albums within about THREE MONTHS! They won SIX Grammys in their first Grammy Awards! They performed at Woodstock 2022! They have constant Concerts! They are the New Beatles! They are world wide known! :)

Never heard of them. No way that they are in even the top 100 of anything.

I attended their most recent concert in Miami: it was very weird.

A rabid fan, a black woman in the audience, hurled gnawed chicken bones at Axl, aiming for his mouth: she connected twice.

He thanked her and was welcomed.

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Cake Cream is a FICTIONAL BAND! ;) I have another Fictional Band, named Mechanically Separated Chicken(I chose the name for my fake band from a can of chicken and Mechanically Separated Chicken was the first ingredient, ;) / Mechanical Chicken(I chose Mechanical Chicken after claiming that animal rights activists harassed Mechanically Separated Chicken over the name and one Poster suggested I name them Mechanical Chicken since that name was not all that offensive and wasclose to the original name.

Another Poster suggested I name them Atomic Rooster. The first Poster said something like,"Atomic Rooster sounds like a Band that already exists. Mechanical Chicken sounds like something that doesn't exist yet. Mechanical Chicken is the way to go." I chose Mechanical Chicken and the first Poster was happy I chose his suggestion. :)

The second Poster admitted he was trying to set me up into possibly being sued. Atomic Rooster IS a name of a Band that already exists like the first Poster surmised. Atomic Rooster is a one hit band from the 1970's or something like that.

I claimed that Mechanically Separated Chicken/Mechanical Chicken was a REAL BAND. LMAO! :D I even made a Facebook for Mechanically Separated Chicken/Mechanical Chicken . Posters had been wondering why there was no real world Mechanically Separated Chicken/Mechanical Chicken Band, and I ACTUALLY made the Facebook page for them and I was like,"Here's Mechanically Separated Chicken/Mechanical Chicken Facebook!" Posters replied something like "What the fuck!" LMAO! :D

Mechanically Separated Chicken/Mechanical Chicken Band is

Mark. Lead Singer

Garry. Secondary Singer and Lead Guitar

Kenny. Rhythm Guitar

Andy. Keyboard (I have a character named Andy for Keyboard for both Mechanically Separated Chicken/Mechanical Chicken and Cake Cream . ;)

Patrick. Drummer.

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Cake Cream became the WEALTHIEST band in the world all within roughly TWO MONTHS. They have made FOUR Albums within about THREE MONTHS! They won SIX Grammys in their first Grammy Awards! They performed at Woodstock 2022! They have constant Concerts! They are the New Beatles! They are world wide known! :)

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Time for another drink, and, then, to get back to what I was doing, last night. Ha. You guys, carry on.

---> National Youth Administration Woodstock Resident Work Center.

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P.S. On my first try.

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"Mechanically Separated Chicken," eh?

Not bad...but not as good as a band I heard of as a young teen.

Two tough Irish kids moved to Plainfield from a rough town, Roselle Park, NJ; they talked about how one of their buddies kept boots laced to his hands as it aided him in fights.

On of the bands they listened to in Roselle Park: "Fireproof Erector Set."

Love that name...but then I loved Erector Sets as a kid.

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Tasha, if you quit writing about Cake Cream and instead pivot to a new fan fiction story about Axl going to law school, I will quit "helping" you write chapters. Cake Cream hasn't justified its existence in the last 54 pages of this thread. Law school has more opportunities for hijinks and interpersonal drama.

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Cake Cream became the WEALTHIEST band in the world all within roughly TWO MONTHS. They have made FOUR Albums within about THREE MONTHS! They won SIX Grammys in their first Grammy Awards! They performed at Woodstock 2022! They have constant Concerts! They are the New Beatles! They are world wide known! :)

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If they are the wealthiest band in the world then why do they live in the James L Knight Center? Why don't they have a real lawyer on retainer? Why do they take public transportation to the bingo hall? Why do they have a hideous handbag? Why did they poop on the floor at Popeye's?

Those are very good questions; let's see how Axl answers them.

You guys are way too analytical, for the purposes at hand, in a different universe of time travel, etc. But, best to let the "winds of fate" guide y'all. Ha.

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$300 is a good win for anybody...hell, event the Hound: You can never have TOO MUCH money.

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Tasha, now that it has come to light that kewlJ's mom reads this site, time to step up your game. Guesstimating that kewpie doll himself is in his 60s, his mom must be in her 80s minimum. I don't think 80+ year old female internet surfers are too much into poorly written gay erotica with even more poorly written legal procedural side plots.

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Tasha, now that it has come to light that kewlJ's mom reads this site, time to step up your game. Guesstimating that kewpie doll himself is in his 60s, his mom must be in her 80s minimum. I don't think 80+ year old female internet surfers are too much into poorly written gay erotica with even more poorly written legal procedural side plots.

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KewlJ has said he is in his early 40's. :) MOSES was about 62 when he died however.

Nobel Prize winning physicist Abby Garn woke up in a cold sweat. Had it all been a dream? Sometime in the night the spirit of Elvis Presley had told her of a new mathematical constant that was sure to solve the fundamental equations she had been working on for the better part of 10 years. 14.84611974066057422009971841771600354454825978322 37285063456831380458124129273906726873757794776688 86991339374959428980447933... defined as the natural logarithm base e, times pi, times the golden mean, times the natural logarithm of 2, times Khinchin's constant, times the Euler-Mascheroni constant. She quickly ran to her computer to run a few computations.

By golly the King himself was right.

Abby's next move was to call her old Harvard roommate, Tasha Nathanson, who was now the dictator of Walgreenistan, a central asian hellhole.

"Tasha, I finally solved the Singer-Dawg equation!"

Tasha farted in reply, which Abby knew from years of living with Tasha meant that Tasha was happy for her. Then Tasha said, "Let's talk later, there's an uprising in the eastern highlands that I need to shut down. We ran of nerve gas so I've go the military wolfing down bean burritos so we can do a little crop-dusting." The line went dead and Abby went back to her computer to run another computation. Suddenly the phone rang again. Thinking it was Tasha, Abby quickly answered, but to her shock and dismay it was Kewlj's mother.

"My son does NOT live in the tunnels of Vegas!"

Meanwhile...

The Hound laced his running shoes tight; scanning the highways from his luxurious penthouse suite he espied his target: an Ambulance!

"Alright...a possible client:" he celebrated the possible payday via voiding an aromatic toot fueled by his earlier lunch of camel's balls stew.

Running faster than Usain Bolt due to good desert genes he quickly caught up to the harbinger of mercy at a stoplight.

"Hey buddy, want to make a few bucks?" He waved his card.

The window opened: the driver, Robert, snickered and said "I already have more money than god can count."

"Really? You're in your seventies: if you're so rich why are you still working?"

Non-plussed and unused to such analytical responses to his brags, Robert floored it through the red light.

Alas, his scofflaw behavior was espied by motorcycle cop Karen Tashanathan: she pulled the wayward death trolley over.

"License and registration."

"What the hell? Since when have you people been allowed to question the actions of my people?"

"Sir, it is well known that you are part black,"

"Yeah, but it doesn't really show; I'm just a bit swarthy."

As he ogled the buxom yet fleshy cop he couldn't help but proposition her, and bored, she accepted: they quickly consummated their moment atop the gurney in back of the rig.

"Happy Juneteenth" they said upon uncoupling.

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14.84611974066057422009971841771600354454825978322 37285063456831380458124129273906726873757794776688 86991339374959428980447933... defined as the natural logarithm base e, times pi, times the golden mean, times the natural logarithm of 2, times Khinchin's constant, times the Euler-Mascheroni constant. She quickly ran to her computer to run a few computations!

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This one stumped me, for a second, or two, until I realized that it's my post #1096 ---> 196, as part of my birthday, instead of the numerals, 137, and 142, per se.

(14.84611974066057422009971841771600354454825978322 37285063456831380458124129273906726873757794776688 86991339374959428980447933 / 7.2) is about 2.0619610750917463, which, rounded up at the 0, is 2.061961 = (2.061 + 0.000961) ---> 2061, and 961. Then the 196 overlaps the 961, at the 96, to form 1961, which, together with the 2061, completes my birth/death -day on 7/2, or July 2.

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You guys are way too analytical, for the purposes at hand, in a different universe of time travel, etc. Best to let the "winds of fate" guide y'all. Ha.

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President Tashanathan convened both houses of Congress for an important announcement.

"Just as Louisiana has mandated a poster of the Ten Commandments be in all classrooms, so am I requiring that one half hour of all school days be spent learning the appropriate strategy to win at Bingo."

Dead silence, then an uproar.

"Madam president, is there really such a thing as "an appropriate strategy to win at Bingo?"

"I wouldn't have said it if it were not true. Next question?"

"Mrs. Tashanathan, why is it that you use the title "Mrs." but there is zero information as to the name or even the existence of your spouse?"

"Harrumph...guards, arrest that Senator for impertinence. Next question?"

"How did you parlay being the weakest link at an obscure gambling forum to becoming the most powerful person in the free world?"

"I owe it all to Mr. V, aka 'He who Righteously Flames.' His poignant comments about and to me forced me to elevate to my A-game. One more question?"

"Why do you constantly carry that, excuse me for saying so, "hideous" handbag with you wherever you go?"

"Sorry, I refuse to answer that except to say within its recesses I find the answer to ALL of life's questions. Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite."

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"Sorry, I refuse to answer that except to say within its recesses I find the answer to ALL of life's questions. Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite."

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"I owe it all to Mr. V, aka 'He who Righteously Flames.' His poignant comments about and to me forced me to elevate to my A-game."

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The Mad Canuck commanded his home-built robot to prepare a lovely poutne dinner.

"And extra gravy this time, if you please."

He tooted merrily as he pondered the enigmas, uncertainties and inherent contradictions of existence.

"Exhausting stuff. Time for a break."

He then lost himself playing merrily with his little friends, The Numbers.

Oh, how they danced, rearranged and revealed hidden info at his command.

"Soon my Theory of Everything will be complete, and my labors will have ended."

But until then: "Hey, remember, extra gravy, OK?"

Now I wonder that ILBK, aka, PYB, has stopped at 42 posts, "Because that number is the answer given by a supercomputer to 'the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything'." Ha.

Regardless, I had to put my theory on hold, again, because of another of life's thus tests, or, more accurately, quests. To find muscles, and the mental like, that I never knew I had. As was already noted, science is much more about character than, say, money.


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"Doc, can you help me?"

The sawbones put down his Lucky Strike in his skull-based ashtray and went "Hmmmmm...a curious case."

They viewed each other remotely, via computer.

"Mr. Abby, I believe I see the problem. You have sat in front of your PC for so long that you've grown roots from your feet. You've also swelled up like a beach ball. Your motor skills have atrophied and your brain has turned to mush. But there is hope for you, sir."

"Thank heavens! What must I do?"

"You need to take a break from the computer; go for a walk; take a shower; actually talk to a live person in your presence. Have intercourse with a partner and not by yourself. That is my prescription for A Better Life."

Mr. Abby pondered the advice, then anrily yelled "Fraud! Idiot! Liar! You have no idea of the importance of my life's work and what I am doing!"

He hung up, took a deep breath, then viewed VCT for inspiration to help write the final chapter of his Theory Of Everything.

What if even the forums mean infinitely more than being, say, a lawyer for forty years?

---> Life Is Not A Fairy Tale: The Fantasia Barrino Story.

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As an American Idol contestant, she captured the hearts of millions with her extraordinary voice and sassy style, with those qualities she won the talent contest and became a nationally prominent singer. But her life began much more humbly. At the age of seventeen, despite her remarkable talent, Fantasia was an uneducated, unmarried teenage mother living in poverty. She was faced with many tough battles growing up in the city of High Point, North Carolina, which is mainly famous for its furniture Market. She shows respect and admiration to the strong women who raised her, her mother and grandmother, both preachers who instilled in her a strong faith in God. Both women struggled with the same issues as Fantasia at a young age which made Fantasia realize that she would only be headed down the same dead end path if she didn't make a change for the better.

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What if even the forums mean infinitely more than being, say, a lawyer for forty years?

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Mean more to whom?

Not sure what your point is, but I can assure you that I spent a lot more time and attention on my law practice back when I was working than I did on gambling forums; I was disciplined enough not to post from my office computer: I used my home PC.

Now that I'm retired I have more time to fritter away and it shows...

Heading down to the Oregon coast tomorrow for a couple days: Lincoln City and its casino (Chinook Winds) seem to fit like a comfortable old shoe.

Science isn't a linear or thought-out process. The reason they're called breakthroughs instead of refinements. So, it's impossible to tell, early on, which "thin ice" paths are ultimately the best ones. And, there're many persons out there who work on such stuff regardless of becoming popular. Bill Gates was such a person who happened to work on something that, unbeknownst to him, had the potential to become very popular. Ie, he would have done it, anyway.

In a different sense, jumping in, nay, leaping, if one has the time, hands-on ability, and financial means (tens of thousands of spare dollars to "hemorrhage"), to set something straight, say, as a matter of life, or death.

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Heading down to the Oregon coast tomorrow for a couple days: Lincoln City and its casino (Chinook Winds) seem to fit like a comfortable old shoe.

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Isard emphasizes that the formal establishment of a society associated with the field doesn't capture the true beginning, which is influenced by a specific context, events, and interactions among individuals. The author aims to unravel the where, when, and why of regional science's development, highlighting its dependence on particular circumstances. The author touches on the potential for analytical advancements in the field and the opportunity for regional scientists to contribute to global and regional development problem-solving.

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That's fine, for most folks, but, hardly an adventure, as in the fray of things. Ha.

Neat that I hadn't run that anagram until I had written about scientific breakthroughs. But, the quote above seems right-on, for the discussion above. Couldn't have thus set things up had I tried. (Fairy tales, as in according to plans.)

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day. Axl put on a bulletproof vest and a motorcycle helmet and went to the law firm and did more practicing for his Court Case tomorrow with his Lawyer. After practicing for the Court Case, Axl went to Burger King and ordered and paid for a vanilla milk shake, a Whopper, fries, and free water.

He ate and drank, enjoying his meal, pondering about what would happen tomorrow. He was glad he was able to enjoy his meal in peace.

After Burger King, he went back to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite and chatted and chilled with Cake Cream.

Cake Cream and Axl went to sleep.

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day. They put on bulletproof vests and motorcycle helmets and went to the Courthouse. They were processed and Axl's Lawyer and he practiced more and then the Court Case started. The Court Case was being televised.

The District Attorney grilled Axl on practicing Law without a license, Law Degree, or passing the Bar. Axl's Lawyer said,"My Client, Mr Rose is Cake Cream's Legal Representative. He has a say in all of their legal troubles."

Axl said,"Yes, I am still Cake Cream's Legal Representative.

The District Attorney said,"You are their Legal Representative, not their LAWYER. There is a difference. "

Axl's Lawyer said,"Cake Cream signed Contracts stating that my Client IS their Lawyer.

Axl's Lawyer presented the Court with the Contracts that Cake Cream signed for Axl to be their Lawyer. Cake Cream acknowledged that this was true.

The District Attorney said," But Axl pretending to be Cake Cream's Attorney is against the law.

Axl's Lawyer said, "Mr. Rose NEVER claimed to be Cake Cream's Attorney, he said he was their LAWYER, not their Attorney. There's a difference between Lawyer and Attorney.

Axl smugly smiled in his motorcycle helmet.

Cake Cream all smiled smugly too.

But the Judge overruled Axl's Lawyer saying,"I am sorry, but an Attorney and a Lawyer are the same thing. Axl and Cake Cream all had panicked faces under their motorcycle helmets.

The District Attorney said,"Thank you, Judge." The Judge welcomed him.

Axl's Lawyer said," Maybe my Client can just become a Lawyer the right way, by going to Law School, getting a Law Degree, passing the Bar, and getting a law license."

The District Attorney said,"Too late. Mr. Rose should have done all of that BEFORE he chose to break the law and pose as a Lawyer.

The District Attorney straight up told Cake Cream they could SUE Mr. Rose for posing as their Lawyer.

Axl's Lawyer said,"Objection! Telling Cake Cream that they can sue Mr. Rose for posing as their Lawyer is highly unprofessional of you to say!"

Cake Cream were appalled that The District Attorney told them that they could SUE Axl!

Besides, they knew they signed a Contract stating that they weren't allowed to turn on Axl anyways.

Billy, James, Jimmy, Andy, and Mike all said,"No, we are not suing Mr. Rose. "

Axl smiled at Cake Cream's loyalty to him.

The District Attorney STILL said that they could sue Mr. Rose.

Axl's Lawyer said,"Enough, you are harassing Cake Cream. They already stated they do not wish to sue Mr. Rose, so the matter must be dropped immediately.

The Judge sided with Axl's Lawyer. The District Attorney had no choice but to drop the matter. He agreed to drop it.

The District Attorney said that Axl STILL needed to be penalized in some way or form for posing as a Lawyer.

The Judge agreed that Axl needed to be penalized for posing as a Lawyer. The District Attorney and Axl's Lawyer had heated discussions about what Axl's punishment should be. The District Attorney said that Axl should spend five years behind bars for this. Axl's Lawyer thought that was far too harsh for this. Axl's Lawyer suggested that Axl be put in jail for a full 24 hours starting tomorrow at 10 AM. The District Attorney said,"Okay, but I will add that Mr. Rose relinquish his Lawyer Persona he is posing as. Axl's Lawyer said,"But let him keep being Cake Cream's Legal Representative. The District Attorney agreed.
The Judge said,"I personally find both of your suggestions a fair compromise and asked Axl and Cake Cream if they all accepted these terms.

Axl and Cake Cream agreed to these terms. Axl's Lawyer and The District Attorney drew up Contracts and Cake Cream and Axl all read, understood, agreed, and signed. The District Attorney and Axl's Lawyer signed too. The Judge said,"Court Case adjourned,"and banged his gavel. Axl paid his Lawyer the rest of the money he owed him. Cake Cream and Axl all left the Courthouse and went to Denny's and had a nice lunch. Axl could believe he was no longer Cake Cream's Lawyer. Cake Cream felt bad about it too, but we're glad he was still their Legal Representative. Axl was glad that he still was their Legal Representative too.

Axl was a bit nervous about his 24 hour jail sentence tomorrow, and Cake Cream tried to soothe his nervousness. Axl smiled and told them he was glad that they didn't sue him.


Cake Cream all said that they wouldn't turn on him. Axl smiled once again at Cake Cream's loyalty to him. They had a nice lunch and paid and went back to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite and chilled and chatted and went to sleep.

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day. Axl put on a bulletproof vest and a motorcycle helmet and went to the law firm and did more practicing for his Court Case tomorrow with his Lawyer. After practicing for the Court Case, Axl went to Burger King and ordered and paid for a vanilla milk shake, a Whopper, fries, and free water.

He ate and drank, enjoying his meal, pondering about what would happen tomorrow. He was glad he was able to enjoy his meal in peace.

After Burger King, he went back to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite and chatted and chilled with Cake Cream.

Cake Cream and Axl went to sleep.

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day. They put on bulletproof vests and motorcycle helmets and went to the Courthouse. They were processed and Axl's Lawyer and he practiced more and then the Court Case started. The Court Case was being televised.

The District Attorney grilled Axl on practicing Law without a license, Law Degree, or passing the Bar. Axl's Lawyer said,"My Client, Mr Rose is Cake Cream's Legal Representative. He has a say in all of their legal troubles."

Axl said,"Yes, I am still Cake Cream's Legal Representative.

The District Attorney said,"You are their Legal Representative, not their LAWYER. There is a difference. "

Axl's Lawyer said,"Cake Cream signed Contracts stating that my Client IS their Lawyer.

Axl's Lawyer presented the Court with the Contracts that Cake Cream signed for Axl to be their Lawyer. Cake Cream acknowledged that this was true.

The District Attorney said," But Axl pretending to be Cake Cream's Attorney is against the law.

Axl's Lawyer said, "Mr. Rose NEVER claimed to be Cake Cream's Attorney, he said he was their LAWYER, not their Attorney. There's a difference between Lawyer and Attorney.

Axl smugly smiled in his motorcycle helmet.

Cake Cream all smiled smugly too.

But the Judge overruled Axl's Lawyer saying,"I am sorry, but an Attorney and a Lawyer are the same thing. Axl and Cake Cream all had panicked faces under their motorcycle helmets.

The District Attorney said,"Thank you, Judge." The Judge welcomed him.

Axl's Lawyer said," Maybe my Client can just become a Lawyer the right way, by going to Law School, getting a Law Degree, passing the Bar, and getting a law license."

The District Attorney said,"Too late. Mr. Rose should have done all of that BEFORE he chose to break the law and pose as a Lawyer.

The District Attorney straight up told Cake Cream they could SUE Mr. Rose for posing as their Lawyer.

Axl's Lawyer said,"Objection! Telling Cake Cream that they can sue Mr. Rose for posing as their Lawyer is highly unprofessional of you to say!"

Cake Cream were appalled that The District Attorney told them that they could SUE Axl!

Besides, they knew they signed a Contract stating that they weren't allowed to turn on Axl anyways.

Billy, James, Jimmy, Andy, and Mike all said,"No, we are not suing Mr. Rose. "

Axl smiled at Cake Cream's loyalty to him.

The District Attorney STILL said that they could sue Mr. Rose.

Axl's Lawyer said,"Enough, you are harassing Cake Cream. They already stated they do not wish to sue Mr. Rose, so the matter must be dropped immediately.

The Judge sided with Axl's Lawyer. The District Attorney had no choice but to drop the matter. He agreed to drop it.

The District Attorney said that Axl STILL needed to be penalized in some way or form for posing as a Lawyer.

The Judge agreed that Axl needed to be penalized for posing as a Lawyer. The District Attorney and Axl's Lawyer had heated discussions about what Axl's punishment should be. The District Attorney said that Axl should spend five years behind bars for this. Axl's Lawyer thought that was far too harsh for this. Axl's Lawyer suggested that Axl be put in jail for a full 24 hours starting tomorrow at 10 AM. The District Attorney said,"Okay, but I will add that Mr. Rose relinquish his Lawyer Persona he is posing as. Axl's Lawyer said,"But let him keep being Cake Cream's Legal Representative. The District Attorney agreed.
The Judge said,"I personally find both of your suggestions a fair compromise and asked Axl and Cake Cream if they all accepted these terms.

Axl and Cake Cream agreed to these terms. Axl's Lawyer and The District Attorney drew up Contracts and Cake Cream and Axl all read, understood, agreed, and signed. The District Attorney and Axl's Lawyer signed too. The Judge said,"Court Case adjourned,"and banged his gavel. Axl paid his Lawyer the rest of the money he owed him. Cake Cream and Axl all left the Courthouse and went to Denny's and had a nice lunch. Axl could believe he was no longer Cake Cream's Lawyer. Cake Cream felt bad about it too, but we're glad he was still their Legal Representative. Axl was glad that he still was their Legal Representative too.

Axl was a bit nervous about his 24 hour jail sentence tomorrow, and Cake Cream tried to soothe his nervousness. Axl smiled and told them he was glad that they didn't sue him.


Cake Cream all said that they wouldn't turn on him. Axl smiled once again at Cake Cream's loyalty to him. They had a nice lunch and paid and went back to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite and chilled and chatted and went to sleep.

Axl the axolotl tapped his tail against the glass walls of his aquarium. He was perched on a rock watching his tank-mate Jimmy, a white cloud mountain minnow, swim around in the cold water below. Axl and Jimmy had an uneasy peace, a mutual understanding that so long as Tasha, their owner, fed them each day they would not eat each other. Not that Axl could even catch the agile Jimmy, nor that Jimmy could eat a creature twice his size.

"Hey Jimmy, come see the view from this rock," Axl joked.

"Ha ha Axl. I am a fish and cannot climb up rocks or breathe air. I would die. You told a very funny joke." Jimmy replied.

Jimmy the white cloud mountain minnow had an IQ of 4 and Axl enjoyed telling Jimmy the same joke every day, because every day the joke was new and funny to Jimmy. This saved Axl the trouble of having to learn new jokes. Axl's previous tank-mate was another axolotl named Kew, who was very prissy and demanding. One night after Tasha had fed them, Axl offered Kew his portion of food. Then, with empty stomach Axl ate Kew from eyeball to tail. Tasha looked everywhere for Kew the next morning, but never suspected Axl of having done the unthinkable. For a while after that Axl enjoyed the peace and tranquility of solo living, until Jimmy came along a few weeks later.

At the appointed time Tasha opened the top of the aquarium and gave Axl and Jimmy their allotment of food for the day. She cleaned a bit of algae, took out a few cups of old water and replenished the tank with fresh tap water. Just as Axl had gotten used to the pH level and amount of filth, Tasha had to go and freshen things up, Axl mused. No matter, he and Jimmy would poop up a storm and put things back in order. He strained himself and pushed out an axolotl fart, watching the bubbles travel up to the surface. Jimmy swam happily around them, giddily popping them and thanking Axl for the bounty.

Axl espied through the newly cleaned glass that Tasha was walking toward the door of the apartment. She opened it and in the doorway Axl saw Tasha's friend Abby Garn, a theoretical physicist. Axl liked it when Abby visited because she always put her face up to the glass and made silly faces to amuse Axl and Jimmy. He also liked eavesdropping on their conversations. But this time Abby skipped her aquarium greeting and launched straight into a breathless monologue about some new breakthrough in high energy particle physics that would not only allow human time travel, but also allow small aquarium animals to travel back in time and become human.

"Tasha, let me take Axl back to the lab to see if I can send him back to the 80s."

"What would he do as a human in the 80s? He has no skills, he can't read, and I strongly suspect he has cannibalistic tendencies."

"Then he's perfect for the job of rock star!"

Upon hearing that Abby Garn wished to take him to her lab, Axl was filled with dread and excitement. He had never seen a physics lab and and always wanted to study inscrutable equations on a blackboard, like in those movies that Tasha watched that Axl also watched through the glass. On the other hand he did not want to experience karmic retribution should Abby house him in a tank with other male axolotls of low moral character and high appetite. In the end he realized he had no choice in the matter.

To Axl's relief, Abby followed strict scientific protocols and gave Axl his own small tank where he was safe from being eaten. Through his new clear plastic walls he espied another axolotl similarly housed in a tank on his left. On his right was a big bullfrog. Having had more luck with interspecies conversation he asked the bullfrog her name.

"Name's Hillary," the bullfrog said keeping her eyes shut.

Axl waited calmly for the bullfrog to reciprocate and ask his name, but she did not.

"My name is Axl. I'm originally from Mexico."

The bullfrog opened an eye and smirked. "Axl the axolotl, eh? Clever. I'm from the pond in the woods behind the lab. I was named after a cleaning lady who got fired for stealing equipment to sell to Russia. Since you're kind of cute, I'll let you in on a secret. We're going to be sent back in time and turned into humans."

"I already knew that, but why?" Axl asked.

The bullfrog opened her other eye and smiled. "They're going to groom us into becoming movers and shakers on the world stage. We're going to be household names. In the present day, some famous person is actually future me, and some other famous person is actually future you!"

"How will they groom us in the past?" Axl asked.

"I overheard that each one of us will be sent to the past with a handler to take care of that part. Hey, why do you look so sad? Don't you want to be famous?"

"Sure," Axl mused, "it's just that I overheard Dr. Abby Garn saying something about me becoming a rock star. I don't even know what that is. I'm only two years old. What if I want to become a dentist or a Walgreens cashier like my old owner Tasha? She's so nice. Well, she was until she let Abby take me here."

Axl looked to the bullfrog for reassurance, but the batrachian had fallen asleep. Nothing left to do but study the messy equations that were slowly multiplying on the blackboard.

Oh, no, things are indeed working out as planned, and in "Tasha's thread" of misshapen misadventures. Ha.

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Axl looked to the bullfrog for reassurance, but the batrachian had fallen asleep. Nothing left to do but study the messy equations that were slowly multiplying on the blackboard.

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Thank You for Arguing: What Aristotle, Lincoln, and Homer Simpson Can Teach Us About the Art of Persuasion.

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Which was the anagram solution that was my first(?) one not to work out, from, https://vegascasinotalk.com/forum/sh...l=1#post176591 . Gee, I thought that I was wrong, but, I am right, after all. I mean, "Featuring 20,032,684 possible answers," what's the chance of getting the same anagram solution again, let alone in such short order, and after such few anagrams, since? And, going from another thread that Tasha started, to this one. Wow!

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How much money was involved? I hope to God it was more than 5K with all this gnashing of teeth.

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Time to call the gambling message boards, officially dead. Mission146 is as dead as the boards that he posts on. I have no idea about the one that he writes for, and, so, that one never got off the ground. Ha.

P.S. Just checking for an anagram match, now ...

Nope, nothing. The thus solution for the line above is, "The Hidden Case of Ewan Forbes: The Transgender Trial that Threatened to Upend the British Establishment".

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Axl (the time traveling doppelganger, not the axolotl) walked out of the county jail building, his butt sore and bloody but filled with "happy memories" as well as a quart of semen.

"Wow...free food and all the sex I can handle: maybe next time I'll pretend I'm a doctor. Who knew the Key to Happiness was impersonating professionals?"

As he mulled over this profound realization a black woman sporting a Walgreens ID and a hideous handbag stopped him and begged for some money: "Got any spare change?"

Feeling ebullient from post-coital bliss Axl gave her ten billion dollars from his man purse; she thanked him and was welcomed.

The black beggar then devoted all of the money to help Abby develop the methodology and equipment to turn Axl the axolotl into Axl the time traveling doppelganger and to send him through time.

"Money well spent" she later mused while letting fly a real stinkeroo, "But Mammy still needs new shoes."

Tasha went to Abby's lab by public transit and gave Abby the $10 she had successfully bummed off a bum whose bum was filled with a substance she could not, as an professed asexual, positively identify within a 95% degree of certainty, a statistical threshold that while arbitrary was yet suggestive of scientific authority and officiousness. Abby accepted the $10. As to whether or not Abby said 'thank you' or Tasha replied 'you're welcome' is anyone's guess, and in any case not relevant to the overarching narrative of time traveling singers, axolotls, Garnabby, legal procedural side plots, and homosexual encounters.

As a researcher in a well-funded institute of theoretical physics whose principal investigators all had massive multi-million dollar grants, Abby decided to put the $10 toward the purchase of a box or two of frozen calzones, her secret guilty pleasure. Most of the pleasure was in the aftermath: hot Italian food farts, moist and sulfurous to a redolent degree.

Of all the equations scribbled across five blackboards, one in particular had Abby in a state of consternation. Firstly, Abby was aware of the elementary fact that given a 1-dimensional interval of length 1, the average distance between two points chosen at random was 1/3. Secondly, she was aware of the fact that given a 2-dimensional square of side length 1, the average distance between two points chosen at random was (5*Ln(Sqrt(2) + 1) + Sqrt(2) + 2)/15, an irrational number of flatulent complexity. WolframAlpha said it was equal to 0.521405433164720678330982356607243974914031567779 00834179621051875050789330481583186792813292526145 24679141951460963171979156799..., which nearly caused Abby to orgasm.

And what's more, Abby was also aware that given a 3-dimensional cube of edge length 1, the average distance between two points chosen at random was (4 + 17*Sqrt(2) - 6*Sqrt(3) - 7pi + 21*Ln(4*Sqrt(6) + 4*Sqrt(3) + 7*Sqrt(2) + 7))/105. WolframAlpha faithfully rendered this as 0.661707182267176235155831133248413581746400135790 95360480894422947958464613859763130665248076810712 01517097753107594109724786805..., at which Abby moaned in pleasure. Tasha, watching all this from behind a curtain, was quite jealous.

But what of the average distance between two points chosen at random from inside a 4-dimensional hypercube of edge length 1??? The octuple integral she had set up to represent this value was taking up much space on the blackboard and wasn't going to solve itself, but Abby maxed out at quintuple integrals. She had, after all, only gone to community college for half a semester. Abby did not want to run a billion Monte Carlo simulations to approximate its value, she needed the exact answer, replete with its odious and foul logarithms, square roots, pi, and other such putridly flatulent irrational constants.

Oh well. Nothing to do about it but heat up a calzone, she mused.

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day. It was soon time for Axl to get ready for his 24 hour jail sentence. Cake Cream and Axl put on motorcycle helmets and bulletproof vests and went to the Jail at 8 AM.

To Axl was strip searched, fingerprinted, and given a jail uniform . Axl had to remove his motorcycle helmet to get mugshot taken. His mugshot was taken. Axl's personal belongings were put in a locked locker until his jail sentence was over.

Cake Cream and Axl chatted. Billy and Axl kissed, while Andy, Mike, James, and Jimmy blushed knowingly. Soon it was 9:57 and Cake Cream and Axl said their goodbyes. Cake Cream left and Axl was led into a jail cell at exactly 10 AM.

Axl was glad that it was just a 24 hour jail sentence and tomorrow, he'd be back with Billy, James, Jimmy, Andy, and Mike. His cellmate, Jonathan told Axl he was a huge fan of Cake Cream and Guns N'Roses. Axl smiled and he and Jonathan chatted amicably. Axl was glad he wasn't in the same cell as David Livingston, Billy's Prosecutor, because that would have been awkward. Axl reminisced about the good times he and Cake Cream had together, and smiled.

Axl then thought about the bad times too, such as Andy trying to commit Suicide and Andy being betrayed by Matt. Axl was glad that he was able to save Andy's life and got Andy away from Matt. Axl's mind wandered and he thought that Andy deserved a real Boyfriend, someone who was truly in love with Andy.

Jonathan asked Axl what he was thinking about. Axl impulsively said,"I'm thinking about how good popcorn is. "

Jonathan giggled and said he liked popcorn too. They chatted amicably about popcorn.

Jonathan asked what he was in for. Axl said,"For posing as Cake Cream's Lawyer." Axl asked Jonathan what he was in for. Jonathan responded," I'm in for smoking weed while driving." Axl and Jonathan chatted amicably for a little while longer. Axl took a nap.

When he woke up, it was time for lunch. Lunch was pizza, fries, soda and water. Lots of inmates told Axl that they were fans of Cake Cream and Guns N'Roses. Axl felt happy. After lunch was over, Jonathan and Axl were allowed to go to the gym and they worked out. After working out, they were allowed to watch TV in the common room. As they watched TV, Axl reminisced how watching TV with Jonathan was like watching TV with Cake Cream.

Axl missed Cake Cream and was allowed to call Billy, James, Jimmy, Mike, and Andy. On the phone calls, they all told Axl they missed him and vice versa. After the phone call, Jonathan and Axl went back to the cell and chatted more.

Soon, it was time for dinner. Dinner was burger, fries, soda, and water. Soon, it was time for night showering.

Axl felt kind of weird, showering with a bunch of people he didn't know, but he knew he was only in jail for about 14 more hours, so he just had to grind and bear it.

After night showering, Axl and Jonathan went back to their cells. The guards did a night head count, and it was soon time for lights out. All cells were locked and the lights were turned off. Axl and Jonathan went to sleep after chatting for a while.

The next day, it was time for breakfast and morning showering. Breakfast was pancakes, eggs, orange juice, and water. Morning showering happened and Axl still felt weird about showering with a bunch of people he didn't know, but he knew he was going to be released in less than two hours.

After showering, he and Adrian went back to the cell. Soon, it was 10 AM and Axl was released. Axl and Jonathan said their goodbyes and Axl got back his personal belongings. Axl left the jail cell, a free man. Axl went back to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite and Cake Cream were all happy to have Axl back and Axl was happy too.

They all chatted amicably and Axl fell asleep. Cake Cream chatted amicably for a while and then all fell asleep themselves.

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But what of the average distance between two points chosen at random from inside a 4-dimensional hypercube of edge length 1???

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Which sort of makes this one, and the last one, about averages, in terms of 1961, and 2061, with 7/2, then being about the midpoint of space-time, and, etc., as it's the midpoint of non-leap years (but with the hour of 9 am factored in to become the thus midpoint overall). Ha.

0.777665653586267115337934094617819509962882724417 13305802344596486505735315926540114615165689316818 846... is about (1602/2061 + 0.00037307716705303745) ---> 1602/2061, and 1691/1961 from 37 = [(1 + 6) + √9 * 10], and, 307 = [100 * √9 + (6 + 1)], with 7167 ---> 7 * 2^4 * 7 ---> 7/2/7. I mean, 37307 sort of does go its way because it is about (69 * 540.6811594202899), which is about [69 * (90 * 6 + 1)] = [(10*6 + 9) * (10*9 * 6 + 1)] ---> 1691/1961.

Oh, and to get the two thus 7/2's, I guess that the number of my posts has to be again factored in, at 1129 = (27^2 + 20^2) ---> 2/7/2. Something like this.

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14.84611974066057422009971841771600354454825978322 37285063456831380458124129273906726873757794776688 86991339374959428980447933... defined as the natural logarithm base e, times pi, times the golden mean, times the natural logarithm of 2, times Khinchin's constant, times the Euler-Mascheroni constant. She quickly ran to her computer to run a few computations!

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This one stumped me, for a second, or two, until I realized that it's my post #1096 ---> 196, as part of my birthday, instead of the numerals, 137, and 142, per se.

(14.84611974066057422009971841771600354454825978322 37285063456831380458124129273906726873757794776688 86991339374959428980447933 / 7.2) is about 2.0619610750917463, which, rounded up at the 0, is 2.061961 = (2.061 + 0.000961) ---> 2061, and 961. Then the 196 overlaps the 961, at the 96, to form 1961, which, together with the 2061, completes my birth/death -day on 7/2, or July 2.

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Which sort of makes this one, and the last one, about averages, in terms of 1961, and 2061, with 7/2, then being about the midpoint of space-time, and, etc., as it's the midpoint of non-leap years (but with the hour of 9 am factored in to become the thus midpoint overall). Ha.

0.777665653586267115337934094617819509962882724417 13305802344596486505735315926540114615165689316818 846... is about (1602/2061 + 0.00037307716705303745) ---> 1602/2061, and 1691/1961 from 37 = [(1 + 6) + √9 * 10], and, 307 = [100 * √9 + (6 + 1)], with 7167 ---> 7 * 2^4 * 7 ---> 7/2/7. I mean, 37307 sort of does go its way because it is about (69 * 540.6811594202899), which is about [69 * (90 * 6 + 1)] = [(10*6 + 9) * (10*9 * 6 + 1)] ---> 1691/1961.

Oh, and to get the two thus 7/2's, I guess that the number of my posts has to be again factored in, at 1129 = (27^2 + 20^2) ---> 2/7/2. Something like this.

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What's interesting is that the answer in the 4-dimensional case now involves even more irrational numbers such as arctans of certain numbers, Clausen functions evaluated at certain numbers, and Catalan's constant, which nobody has proved is irrational, but is most likely irrational.

Now go back to the 2-dimensional unit square case, and instead of finding the average length of a line segment between two random points inside it, find the average area of a triangle formed by three random points inside it. Miraculously the answer is exactly 11/144.

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Soon, it was time for night showering. Axl felt kind of weird, showering with a bunch of people he didn't know, but he knew he was only in jail for about 14 more hours, so he just had to grind (sic) and bear it.

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A burly Irish hod carrier with a tattoo of Betty Boop on his tumescent Organ of Copulation smiled as he espied Axl: "Your ass is MINE, little man...Now get over here."

Never one to refuse an invitation Axl demurely minced his way over and tremulously asked "OK, now what?"

"I'll show you 'Now what.'"

With that he punched Axl in the stomach, flooring him; moving quickly like Royce Gracie on Tank Abbott the felonious clod mounted Axl and commanded 'Grind, motherfucker...grind."

Axl ground.

While he blissfully ground against his shower partner Axl (the doppelganger, not the axolotl) was brutally sodomized; loud blasts of gas flew out of his sphincter with each thrust, almost mathematical in their precision.

"C'mon in boys, the water's fine" yelled the Betty Boop bedecked opportunist and a line of horny convicts soon appeared.

"This could be interesting" mulled Axl: what an understatement!

Three hours later the parade was finally over; Axl crawled back to his cell and fell into a dreamless slumber.

His last thought before falling into the arms of the Sand Man was "...and some call this punishment?"

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Soon, it was time for night showering. Axl felt kind of weird, showering with a bunch of people he didn't know, but he knew he was only in jail for about 14 more hours, so he just had to grind (sic) and bear it.

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A burly Irish hod carrier with a tattoo of Betty Boop on his tumescent Organ of Copulation smiled as he espied Axl: "Your ass is MINE, little man...Now get over here."

Never one to refuse an invitation, Axl demurely minced his way over and tremulously asked "OK, now what?"

"I'll show you 'Now what."

With that he punched Axl in the stomach, flooring him; moving quickly like Royce Gracie on Tank Abbott the felonious clod mounted Axl and commanded 'Grind, motherfucker...grind."

Axl ground.

As he blissfully ground Axl (the doppelganger, not the axolotl) was sodomized loud blasts of gas flew out of his sphincter with each thrust, almost mathematical in their precision.

"C'mon in boys, the water's fine" yelled the Betty Boop bedecked rapist and a line of horny convicts soon appeared.

"This could be interesting" mulled Axl: what an understatement!

Three hours later the parade was finally over; Axl crawled back to his cell and fell into a dreamless slumber.

His last thought before falling into the arms of the Sand Man was "...and some call this punishment?"

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I JUST realized I accidentally spelled grin as grind. And I accidentally called Jonathan Adrian.(Adrian is ANOTHER Convict in another Fictional story I wrote. I can't believe I got Adrian and Jonathan mixed up. Adrian was convicted of pulling a knife on a man who was hitting on his girlfriend, Jonathan was convicted of smoking weed while driving. Two completely different crimes. Darn the 45 minute edit window.

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Soon, it was time for night showering. Axl felt kind of weird, showering with a bunch of people he didn't know, but he knew he was only in jail for about 14 more hours, so he just had to grind (sic) and bear it.

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A burly Irish hod carrier with a tattoo of Betty Boop on his tumescent Organ of Copulation smiled as he espied Axl: "Your ass is MINE, little man...Now get over here."

Never one to refuse an invitation, Axl demurely minced his way over and tremulously asked "OK, now what?"

"I'll show you 'Now what."

With that he punched Axl in the stomach, flooring him; moving quickly like Royce Gracie on Tank Abbott the felonious clod mounted Axl and commanded 'Grind, motherfucker...grind."

Axl ground.

As he blissfully ground Axl (the doppelganger, not the axolotl) was sodomized loud blasts of gas flew out of his sphincter with each thrust, almost mathematical in their precision.

"C'mon in boys, the water's fine" yelled the Betty Boop bedecked rapist and a line of horny convicts soon appeared.

"This could be interesting" mulled Axl: what an understatement!

Three hours later the parade was finally over; Axl crawled back to his cell and fell into a dreamless slumber.

His last thought before falling into the arms of the Sand Man was "...and some call this punishment?"

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I JUST realized I accidentally spelled grin as grind. And I accidentally called Jonathan Adrian.(Adrian is ANOTHER Convict in another Fictional story I wrote. I can't believe I got Adrian and Jonathan mixed up. Adrian was convicted of pulling a knife on a man who was hitting on his girlfriend, Jonathan was convicted of smoking weed while driving. Two completely different crimes. Darn the 45 minute edit window.

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I assure you the most glaring errors in your tale are not typos and mixing up names. Between MisterV's rendition of life in prison and relations between inmates and your rendition, MisterV has a firmer grasp on the tumescent appendage we call reality.

Indeed.

If you drop your bar of soap in the jailhouse showers don't bend over to pick it up..."You'll be sorry..."

Nothing like a throbbing love missile up the poop shoot to give one pause to reflect.

Of course as an asexual virgin Karen cannot relate to such earthy things.

I think it is our duty to inform this poor lass as to how the world REALLY works.

Tasha, you really ought to drop this exchange-of-purity-rings-style prison yard gay romance side plot.

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Which sort of makes this one, and the last one, about averages, in terms of 1961, and 2061, with 7/2, then being about the midpoint of space-time, and, etc., as it's the midpoint of non-leap years (but with the hour of 9 am factored in to become the thus midpoint overall). Ha.

0.777665653586267115337934094617819509962882724417 13305802344596486505735315926540114615165689316818 846... is about (1602/2061 + 0.00037307716705303745) ---> 1602/2061, and 1691/1961 from 37 = [(1 + 6) + √9 * 10], and, 307 = [100 * √9 + (6 + 1)], with 7167 ---> 7 * 2^4 * 7 ---> 7/2/7. I mean, 37307 sort of does go its way because it is about (69 * 540.6811594202899), which is about [69 * (90 * 6 + 1)] = [(10*6 + 9) * (10*9 * 6 + 1)] ---> 1691/1961.

Oh, and to get the two thus 7/2's, I guess that the number of my posts has to be again factored in, at 1129 = (27^2 + 20^2) ---> 2/7/2. Something like this.

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What's interesting is that the answer in the 4-dimensional case now involves even more irrational numbers such as arctans of certain numbers, Clausen functions evaluated at certain numbers, and Catalan's constant, which nobody has proved is irrational, but is most likely irrational.

Now go back to the 2-dimensional unit square case, and instead of finding the average length of a line segment between two random points inside it, find the average area of a triangle formed by three random points inside it. Miraculously the answer is exactly 11/144.

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I guess that numbers must be defined, at least in a theory of everything, so that the number of numbers, too, makes sense.

Axl (the axolotl, not the semen receptacle) watched Abby pace around her blackboards. Suddenly the solution hit him. Climbing to the surface of his pool he quickly fogged up the upper portion of his tank facing Abby. With the tip of his tail he gingerly etched in the fog the number that would solve all of Abby's problems. He was careful to write it backwards so that Abby could properly read it. Then he tapped on the tank to get her attention.

Abby heard the tapping and sauntered over to see why one of her specimens was interrupting her train of thought. Then she saw it.

"By golly the amphibian's got it. Of course. It was right there all along."

I don't know how, say, savants, exist without there being a simplistic connection to all things. Too bad that they never end up explaining themselves.

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History of Newberg, Oregon.

I Want to Be Free (Toyah song).

Newton's theory of gravity.

The Big Bang Theory (TV show).

A History of the Brethren.

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Clean living (and thinking). Ha.

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The quantum physics, ie, chemistry, of water.

Are you claiming that your theory is NUMEROLOGICAL (the study of numbers in the belief that they have a special importance in people's lives)? Ha.

Regardless, the H fits much better than the 4, to do with condensation on a window, and, the valley above. Unless it's a small h, which is an upside-down 4.

Abby Garn had just finished two boxes of calzones when she felt the pain in her lower abdomen. Oh man, it was starting already. She wanted so badly to drop that deuce on the floor of Church's Chicken but would have to settle for the floor of the particle physics lab once again. She lifted the back of her labcoat and squatted to lay a perfectly cylindrical 3 foot long 2 inch wide anaconda of a turd. It's uniform brown color gleamed in the harsh fluorescent lights. Axl the axolotl espied it through his tank. The sight both amazed and terrified him. Tasha the forum troll espied it from behind the curtains and was suddenly very hungry. Abby the physicist espied it from where she stood. Then she began to feel faint, because laying a poop like that can cause a sudden drop in blood pressure. Abby gave in and passed out on the floor, thankfully not landing on the turd. Unconscious, but sleeping like a baby, Abby broke wind, sustaining the flow of gas for an amazing 6.480740698407860230965967436087996657705204307058 3465497113543978... seconds, which is pretty long for a fart if you think about it.

The lab's phone rang. With Tasha the only conscious person around to answer it, she emerged from behind the curtain and picked it up. "Yo, who dis?" She barked.

"Dis be DaKwan da janitor. I lost my key. Let me in foo."

"Why I let you in? They be sensitive expensive lab equipment an shit in dis lab."

"Na bitch, every night at this time Dr. Garn pass out after she dooky on da floor. I gots to clean it up or my boss be all up in my shit."

Tasha looked at Abby passed out on the floor and the amazing dooky resting peacefully beside her. Like two little angels, she mused.

"Aight Ima let you in."

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Abby broke wind, sustaining the flow of gas for an amazing 6.480740698407860230965967436087996657705204307058 3465497113543978... seconds, which is pretty long for a fart if you think about it.

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If we dug a hole through the middle of the planet could we literally fall half the journey to the other side?

Indeed you could. Now, if that hole was full of air, you’d max out at a couple of hundred miles per hour, take days to get to the center, then slow when you passed the center of gravity, get pulled back, and be stuck in the center of the earth with no realistic way out.

If, on the other hand, you could seal off both sides of this tunnel and pump it down to a near vacuum (presumably you’d be wearing a space suit of some kind), then you’d continue to accelerate until you hit the center of the earth, going blisteringly fast, and make the journey to the center in about 21 minutes. Then, as you shot up the other side, gravity would slow you back down, bringing you to a halt right at the surface on the other side. Hopefully, you’d have something to grab on to, or you’d fall right back down.

The trip back to the surface would be the mirror image of the one down, and would take another 21 minutes, meaning that you could traverse the world in 42 = (6.48074069840786023096596743608799665770520430705 83465497113543978... ^2) minutes flat.

The other interesting thing about it is that you’d be in free fall the whole time. So, if you didn’t look at the tunnel whizzing past you, you’d feel like you were floating in zero-g. Of course, if you came into contact with the tunnel walls, at any point, your shocking level of speed would probably take your hand off, and possibly send you crashing into the wall on the other side, meaning you’d be a pink mist by the time you came to a stop. But as long as you kept your hands and legs inside, you’d be fine.

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And, I wouldn't have called it the "the end", but, "the beginning".


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1,137 -------------> 1137 = (1 + 1136) = (1 + 2^4 * 71) ---> 1271, or 1721, which is the flipside of 1691, or 1961, with the 2's, and 7's, similarly rotating to themselves (in the form of that 2). 1137 = (1000 + 137) ---> 1/137 .

The next day, they got up and ate and got ready for the day.

They all chatted about Axl's 24 hour jail sentence. Axl mentioned it was went REALLY easy. They all smiled.

Billy said,"I'm glad jail was easy for you. I love you, Axl.

Axl said,"I'm glad it went well for me too. I love you, too Billy."

Billy and Axl made out, glad that they were Boyfriends.

Jimmy, Andy, James, and Mike blushed knowingly. Billy and Axl were really a good couple, they were one of the strongest Couples they had ever known.

James got a call from Melissa and she and he flirted happily.

Andy was a little envious of Billy and Axl's relationship. Axl and Billy making out made his stomach churn a little. He was in fact a little resentful of Axl and Billy's Relationship. Why couldn't he find a true love like Billy and Axl had? Matthew used him and completely broke Andy's heart. Andy REALLY loved Matthew and Matthew betrayed him.

Andy said,"I'm going to my room!" Mike had a feeling that he needed to go with Andy.

Mike said,"I'm going to your room with you!"

Andy allowed Mike to go to his room with him. Mike asked Andy,"Is there anything you want to talk about?

Andy opened up about being envious of Billy and Axl's Relationship. And still feeling bad about Matthew using him, betraying him, and breaking his heart.

Mike listened intently. Mike said,"Matthew was a jerk who didn't deserve you. You're better off without Matthew."

Andy said,"Thank you for the pep talk about Matthew.

Mike thanked him and he welcomed him.

Andy took a deep breath and said,"I have another confession to make, Mike."

Mike prompted Andy to tell him.

Andy said," I have a crush on Axl. I want Axl for myself. Please don't tell anyone else."

Mike said," I had a feeling that you had a crush on Axl when you were being clingy and obsessed with Axl. I won't tell anyone else." Andy thanked him and he welcomed him.

Andy shyly blushed. "I feel awful about trying to sell out Axl for $5,000. "

Mike said,"Yeah, you fucked up royally when you tried to sell out Axl, but we all know you feel bad about it. Axl forgave you for that. We all forgave you for it." Andy smiled.

Mike said,"Wanna go have a boy's day out, just us too?" Andy smiled and said,"I would love that." Mike smiled back.

Mike and Andy told each other they wanted to spend the day out together, just them two.

Billy, James, Jimmy, and Axl all were like," That's fine."

Mike and Andy smiled, put on bulletproof vests and motorcycle helmets and went out.

They went to Starbucks and had cheese Danishes and Venti Iced Mochas. They ate and drank, just enjoying each other's company. Fans asked for Selfies and Autographs and they obliged. The Fans were happy and went back to their tables.

After Starbucks, they went to the movies and had a good time. After the movies, they went to the mall and had a good time.

After the mall, they went to Denny's and had a nice meal. They paid and left.

After Denny's, they went back to the Luxurious Penthouse Suite.

Mike and Andy were glad they had a nice boy's day out.

Billy, Axl, James, and Jimmy were all glad they were back. Axl and Billy made out more and Andy's resentment of their relationship grew. Mike's saw the torture in Andy's face. Mike's heart went out to him, knowing that Andy had a crush on Axl.

Mike said,"Uh, Billy and Axl?"

"Yeah?" Billy and Axl answered

"Maybe you guys should make out in your Bedroom, not out in the open in front of everybody."

Billy and Axl were both baffled and were both like,"We usually make out in the open in front of everybody. I don't get why you're suddenly saying this."

James and Jimmy were baffled too.

Mike said," Matthew used, betrayed, and broke Andy's heart. Andy took this REALLY hard as he REALLY loved Matthew. Maybe stop making out in front of him out of respect." Andy said ,"It makes me uncomfortable watching you two make out after what happened between Matthew and I. "

James and Jimmy said,"That does make sense."

Billy and Axl were like,"Okay, makes sense. We'll stop making out in the open."

Mike and Andy thanked Billy and Axl and were welcomed.

Andy felt better that he wouldn't have to see Billy and Axl making out. Billy and Axl went to their bedroom and made out more in private.

Andy thanked Mike for speaking up for him. Mike welcomed him. Jimmy and James raised eyebrows at this, but decided to keep mum.

Mike, James, Jimmy, and Andy watched TV. On TV, they were reairing the Cake Cream show where Andy was being clingy and obsessed with Axl.

Andy blushed. "Not one of my best moments."

James and Jimmy laughed, but Mike looked sympathetic at Andy.

Mike said,"Let's change the channel. Let's watch Family Matters.

James and Jimmy asked Mike why he looked sympathetic at Andy and didn't laugh.

Andy and Mike exchanged glances.

James and Jimmy noticed the exchanged glances between Andy and Mike."

Jimmy and James asked Andy and Mike,"What the hell is going on with you too?"

Mike and Andy were both like,"We're both going to the movies!"

James and Jimmy were like,"We're going to the movies with you!"

Mike and Andy both said,"We're both going to the Supermarket!"

James and Jimmy were like,"We're going to the Supermarket with you!"

Mike and Andy were both like,"We're both going to the beach!"

James and Jimmy were like,"We're going to the beach with you!"

Andy and Mike were both like,"We're going to Ross!"

James and Jimmy were both like,"We're going to Ross with you!"

Andy and Mike were both like,"Would you guys leave us alone! We just want to go out alone!"

James and Jimmy said,"We agreed to be more open with each other!"

Cake Cream and Axl all knew that once,"We agreed to be more open with each other was spoken, it was a prompt to open up and tell each other what they were hiding.

Andy said, "I don't know how to tell you guys Jimmy and James about what's going on."

Mike said,"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to talk about it. It can remain our little secret."

Andy thanked Mike and he welcomed him. Mike smiled sympathetically at Andy.

James and Jimmy were even more baffled. There was definitely something up with Andy and Mike. What was it?

Andy said,"Let's just watch Family Matters like Mike suggested. James and Jimmy agreed to watch Family Matters.

Everybody watched Family Matters and it was an episode with Steve wanting Laura and Laura not wanting Steve back.

Andy blushed uncomfortably. Mike once again looked sympathetic to Andy.

James and Jimmy noticed Andy's uncomfortable blush. And Mike's sympathetic look to Andy.

Mike said,"You know what? Maybe watching this particular episode of Family Matters isn't such a hot idea. Let's watch Good Times instead.

Andy thanked Mike and he welcomed him.

Mike changed the channel to Good Times and it was the episode where The Evans threw Wanda a rent party to help her pay her rent for that month. A really feel good episode, filled with fun. James, Andy, Mike, And Jimmy really enjoyed the episode. Andy was grateful to Mike for changing the TV to this feel good episode of Good Times. Mike was glad he could help.

They watched more TV and chilled and then went to sleep.

Interestingly, if you think about it, that sentence noted above ...

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Unconscious, but sleeping like a baby, Abby broke wind, sustaining the flow of gas for an amazing 6.5 seconds, which is pretty long for a fart if you think about it.

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And, then, what's even more interesting, is that the nearby solution,

National Register of Historic Places listings in South and Southwest Portland, Oregon, begins a whole series of following solutions of that type of historic places listings. Which - if I recall - is the exact anagram solution from a few of posts ago. Ha.

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"Sorry, I refuse to answer that except to say within its recesses I find the answer to ALL of life's questions. Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite."

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---> National Register of Historic Places listings in South and Southwest Portland, Oregon.

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"I owe it all to Mr. V, aka 'He who Righteously Flames.' His poignant comments about and to me forced me to elevate to my A-game."

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