Presto Chango...whoops!

[H Dean]

Tis a sad day for all who inhabit these hallowed...um, halls. Sad because this is the day that Mad...or Lews, whomever was controlling the keyboard at the moment, has asked me to join him in brow beating...er, critiquing the offerings of those who have made it as far as this high plateau.

It is even sadder because I had to look up the word "plateau". It was either that or wax philisophical about topography and geologic formations. (I hope that joke wasn't wasted)

As I have throughout the previous levels, I shall offer painfully brutal critiques of your offerings. You will all notice that I am better at finding your writing wrongs than I am at writing right. I am also better at wronging than I am at writing. Best of all, I am damned good at bad puns, obscure jokes and left turns. Always remember that three lefts make a right.

Now I shall offer my thanks to Mad or Lews for having the confidence in me to invite me into the Level 4 throne room. Er...no, I won't say it.

And now, I bid you farewell. Mostly because I can't spell adieu.

[Mad Lews]

Aye Mad, to misquote"The Bard"
"Cry havoc, and let slip the Deans of war"

Nay Lews there not be a leash strong enough to hold him back

[Dragon's muse]

Run for your lives, you are doomed! Doomed, i say.

(just kidding, guys, you know i love you both_)

[Mad Lews]

Run for your lives, you are doomed! Doomed, i say.

(just kidding, guys, you know i love you both_)

Imagine, Dragon's Muse, having the run of all the levels without any responsibility's. Able to tear the guts out of any poor student's offerings and leaving it for the instructor to pick up the pieces and stitch those wounded egos back together.

There's only one possible explanation I can come up with. He must have been a saint in his previous life. Now he must carry out vicious evil deeds in his private search for cosmic balance. Then again he just might enjoy being a sadist.

Mad

[Dragon's muse]

Imagine, Dragon's Muse, having the run of all the levels without any responsibility's. Mad

But i do have the run of all the levels.
(By the way the proper form of the word you want is "responsibilities". Responsibility possesses nothing so no apostrophe is appropriate. )

~~ducking to hide behind Rabbit~~

[Rhabbi]

the proper form of the word you want is "responsibilities". Responsibility possesses nothing so no apostrophe is appropriate.

~~ducking to hide behind Rabbit~~

The Mad Editor strikes again

[Dragon's muse]

The Mad Editor strikes again

It's a disease! i need a 12-step group.

~~stepping up to a podium~~
Hi, my name is rose and i have a editing problem. If my copy of Strunk and White is not clearly visible at all times i have anxiety attacks. If my spell check malfunctions, i curl up in a fetal position in the corner.

~~taking my seat, sobbing quietly~~

[Mad Lews]

But i do have the run of all the levels.
(By the way the proper form of the word you want is "responsibilities". Responsibility possesses nothing so no apostrophe is appropriate. )

~~ducking to hide behind Rabbit~~

And here I thought possession implied responsibility. You now are telling me the reverse is not true? My entire world view is teetering here. I do hope Mr. Dean is a responsible possessor if not exuding possessive responsibility(s) . OK I’ll try real hard to not get anthropomorphic about Mr. Dean’s virtues (or lack thereof.)

Mad & Lews

[Rabbit1]

maybe it is I who is the sadist---lol to inflict the Mad One on the poor students

as I sit back and watch the havoc

[Rhabbi]

As the lone student here, at least for now, I welcome you H dean. I have learned a bit since that first crtique you offered me and I look forward to challenging you to being able to find fault with my stories. Tear awy, for when it comes to writing, I am a masochist.

[H Dean]

Rhabbi, show me your soft underbelly. I've a hankering for raw meat.

That was, of course, a dramatization of Lews when he first wakes up.

I do wonder if anyone got the lameness of the plateau joke. I spent a lot of time contructing that joke...like long enough to write it.

[H Dean]

OK I’ll try real hard to not get anthropomorphic about Mr. Dean’s virtues (or lack thereof.) - Mad or Lews

As soon as I figure out what this means I will react appropriately.

[Mad Lews]

OK I’ll try real hard to not get anthropomorphic about Mr. Dean’s virtues (or lack thereof.) - Mad or Lews

As soon as I figure out what this means I will react appropriately.

I was giving your (for lack of a more appropriate term) 'virtues' human characteristics. In the case the ability to own or posses.
Don't feel bad, I'll admit the high plateau joke was a little too subtle,(or gimpy) for either Mad or Lews to get. I've 'splained mine so.....

[H Dean]

I was giving your (for lack of a more appropriate term) 'virtues' human characteristics. In the case the ability to own or posses.
Don't feel bad, I'll admit the high plateau joke was a little too subtle,(or gimpy) for either Mad or Lews to get. I've 'splained mine so.....

I'll give you gimpy! Fuck. It was lame.

Plateau/Plato...waxing poetic about geological structures.

It was late at night...I was young and stupid...I needed the money. It was the BOOZE!

[Mad Lews]

I'll give you gimpy! Fuck. It was lame.

Plateau/Plato...waxing poetic about geological structures.

It was late at night...I was young and stupid...I needed the money. It was the BOOZE!

He's high all right, but not on false drugs: He's high on the real thing. Powerful gasoline fumes, a clean windshield, and a shoe shine.....
(from Firesign Theater's memorable album "Don't Crush That Dwarf, Hand Me The Pliers")
For those of you who are young and innocent an album was a flat circular piece of plastic with groves in it used to store audio files.
Think of it as a precursor to the CD if you will.
Live and learn children, live and learn....

Your Mad Sensei

[H Dean]

He's high all right, but not on false drugs: He's high on the real thing. Powerful gasoline fumes, a clean windshield, and a shoe shine.....
(from Firesign Theater's memorable album "Don't Crush That Dwarf, Hand Me The Pliers")
For those of you who are young and innocent an album was a flat circular piece of plastic with groves in it used to store audio files.
Think of it as a precursor to the CD if you will.
Live and learn children, live and learn....

Your Mad Sensei

As you can see from the title of this post, I am a punny guy.

It seems that Lews was in charge of the post I quoted because only Lews makes such egregious mistakes. An album is not, as my esteemed collegue in harrassment would have you believe, a flat piece of plastic with grooves used to store audio files. An album, musically speaking, is actually a collection of recordings that are stored together on one form of media or another. A music CD, cassette or record (also called an LP) with more than one song is called an album. What Lews was referring to is an LP or a phonograph record.

Unfortunately, while he may suggest that I am high on gasoline, shoe polish and windex, it is he who is suffering from brain damage (a Pink Floyd song).

Live and learn Lews, live and learn!

And now, I shall retire to my bunker, firmly ensconsed behind several layers of bomb resistant materials. I don't want to be in the open when Lews fires back, after all. He will fire back...he is ornery that way.

[Rabbit1]

OMG----well I failed spellin in schol ---and my spel chek dont work good ---so I's have proof readers and edtors do the hard stuf and I's just come up with them stories
lol

[Dragon's muse]

If it were two females doing this it would be called a catfight.

*hiding deep in my secret cave*

[Mad Lews]

If it were two females doing this it would be called a catfight.

*hiding deep in my secret cave*

rose,

How could you possibly mistake this exchange of heart felt thoughts and opinions for 'bitch slapping'?

I was actually quire proud of Lews for showing such restraint. It might be the new drug regime, but still for Lews it was impressive.

Too much alliteration?

Yours
Mad

[H Dean]

If it were two females doing this it would be called a catfight.

*hiding deep in my secret cave*

The difference between a "catfight" and what the Lews, Mad and I are doing is that girls get mad and boys enjoy the contest. We will go out for drinks later and reminisce about how I popped him in the nose or how he knocked the wind out of me. If we were girls we would end up as mortal enemies.

Girls don't know how to play fight.

[Dragon's muse]

Ok, so a very restrained, well mannered and literate catfight.

A by any other name. . . .

rose

[Dragon's muse]

Disagreement, catfight, debate, toe-may-toe/toe-mah-toe.

As long as i don't have to clean the litter box.

(Cleaning the litter box involves both scat and other species --two of my hard limits.)

Women do not need to understand men. We have 50% of the money and all the pussy. What's to understand.

rose

[Mad Lews]

(Cleaning the litter box involves both scat and other species --two of my hard limits.)


rose

Now you've done it rose,

Bruno is heartbroken. He would have cheerfully cleaned the litter box for you and has always wanted a pussy (cat) to call his own.

Lews will try to comfort him but at the moment he's inconsolable.

Maybe a heaping plate of raw liver will help.
(Bruno not Lews)

try to be a little more sensitive luv,

Mad

[Dragon's muse]

Who is Bruno?

[Mad Lews]

Who is Bruno?

rose dear,
Bruno is an imaginary four legged friend of Lews.
A handsome devil of a Harlequin Great Dane with a sensitive soul.
He works as a waiter in the village, but he did have a bit part in "Review This Story"

http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/s...p?storyid=3293

To know him is to love him , though not in the biblical sense;
unless of course you're so inclined, because he is an adventurous free spirit.
Aren't you glad you asked?

Mad

[Dragon's muse]

While i am sure he is an admirable soul, i will have to pass on knowing him in th biblical sense. As i said before, the interspecies line is a carved in stone hard limit.

[H Dean]

I am sure Bruno is hard as stone for those moments.

[Mad Lews]

I am sure Bruno is hard as stone for those moments.

Alas Mr Dean he's but a figment of Lews fevered brain
Still for all his unsubstantial nature;
'if you cut him does he not bleed?'
Naw I guess not.

Meanin' no disrespect for your etched limits Ms. Muse
I just thought you should know Bruno thinks you're hot and he doesn't say that about too many tailless, fur free bitches. He had hopes and you broke his heart. A situation you've no doubt dealt with often. He'll recover and someday look back and know it was for the best. In the meantime he'll take solace in liver and liquor.
Yours
the ever nurturing Lews

"It's OK Bruno, I'm sure she still likes you as a person. Maybe you can just be good friends."

[Dragon's muse]

Alas Mr Dean he's but a figment of Lews fevered brain
Still for all his unsubstantial nature;
'if you cut him does he not bleed?'
Naw I guess not.

Meanin' no disrespect for your etched limits Ms. Muse
I just thought you should know Bruno thinks you're hot and he doesn't say that about too many tailless, fur free bitches. He had hopes and you broke his heart. A situation you've no doubt dealt with often. He'll recover and someday look back and know it was for the best. In the meantime he'll take solace in liver and liquor.
Yours
the ever nurturing Lews

"It's OK Bruno, I'm sure she still likes you as a person. Maybe you can just be good friends."

My very dear Lews and/or Mad,

Please assure Bruno that i find him perfectly charming. Although i am flattered by his affection, i regret that i am unable to return his feelings to the degree he so obviously deserves. i think of him more as a brother, a friend, someone to lean on in times of crisis. And he can have my share of all the liver, raw or cooked, but he does have to share the liquor.

Fondest regards,
rose

[Mad Lews]

My very dear Lews and/or Mad,

Please assure Bruno that i find him perfectly charming. Although i am flattered by his affection, i regret that i am unable to return his feelings to the degree he so obviously deserves. i think of him more as a brother, a friend, someone to lean on in times of crisis. And he can have my share of all the liver, raw or cooked, but he does have to share the liquor.

Fondest regards,
rose

Slurp!


Bruno