Bugosi Monument To The Sunken Hand......

ain't you got some important bzzzzzzzzzzness to attend to? Well then Bzzzzzz off and send reports to my desk

I bzzzzzzzz, therefore I am. - René Descartes
I bzzzzzzzz, therefore I wrestle. - Hulk Hogan

sum bzzzz
sum duzzznt

I bzzzzzzzzzz ergo sum

I bzzzzzz
therefore I be......e

I bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.............
therefore
I
am......................................bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........

To bzzz
or
Not to bzzz
. . .

Oh yes - maybe this is where it came from!........

I see you have come across the left hand .......... 2 days ago I posted the right hand!! Thanks Lela!!! :))))
(time, 1:58)

Wish you lots of LUCK patsquire and Hippolytus too!!!

So good to see you again, done-it!.........Nothing much changes here - some new faces, some not here at the moment, some gone forever, some never here at all, some here in disguise.....hope you are well!.....
Juneee....I don't think I'm your editor.......but then again.......
Mr.Le-Squirt.......Enjoy your trip (hee-hee).......I think precious-pebble will be after your popcorn maker.........

On my way!..........Nubile nymphs - prepare for stardom!!.......

The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn
No Traveller returns, Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Than fly to others that we know not of.

Do be careful Mr Squirt for if anything baaaaaaaad should happen to you we would have to invent another Pee Squirt. good luck with the nubile nymphs, perhaps you should take a photographer with you?

didit, it doesn't matter how long you may be gone from Bugosiland, whenever you return you'll find friends who welcome you back with open arms (and offers of Tadpole Wine!)!

Thanks Hanne, wish me "LUCK".

Wish you an interesting trip patsquire, but DON'T TOUCH THE HAND! Please!!

How are you doing, my friend? I haven't been on for a long time and it's good to see you still here.

la-da-dee, la-da-dum, I'm off to virgin territory, nubile nymph-land, the undiscovered country with its promise of vestal maidens and winsome waifs..................ahhhhhh, this'll be better that Lewis & Clark ever had it, what with my modern, lightweight Coleman camping gear all warm and comfy and waterproof. I expect to be busy for quite a while converting the locals......er, um......I mean to The Faith, of course!

Somebody please check my popcorn maker for me. I'm afraid I didn't clean it properly before I left, so I may have left my prints on the popper.

Name of Ed is all I know he keeps in the shadows and communicates through his secretary. threats are his normal mode of communication. You can get into a pout and throw your job up but he knows where all the bodies are buried. I think he is a Bugosi but wishes to remain incognito or incongruous, inconvenient, inconnecticut something along those lines. Could be you for all I know!

Juneee...please refresh my memory - who exactly IS you editor?.........

BUT JUNE!!!

my editor told me to check this out hah! I told him what David had said and if he didn't like it he could take an editorial running jump into the wastelands himself. Not as though anybody would miss him we could run the paper better if the hand grabbed him and .................

Yes, Mr.numbers........Ante's Dinferno........ABANDON ALL HOPE!............(Also, as well, Darles Chickens used a similar phrase, I believe).......
Hanne-with-hidden-pipe........Maybe they are connected underground..........

A kind of local Rebmuda triangle - do you think they are connected?????

Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate

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If there is anyone at all in Nether-Nether-Bonga.............then.............THEY ARE NOT LIKE US!!!.......

- and somebody belonging to that arm!! Is it simply a sign saying "To here - and no longer"!????? Who rules in Nether-Nether-Bonga? - for I'm not quite sure it's YOU.......

(There could of course be an arm)..........

That is a mysterious mystery - nobody has ever found out........because........THERE IS SOMETHING STRANGE UNDERGROUND.........
Many people have approached Nether-Nether-Bonga, but NONE HAVE RETURNED.........and we think they disappear, not into thin air, but DOWN BELOW!!...........

Who is at the other end of the hand?????

Goodnight, Juneee..........
No, gerdy-thingy.......granny said it had dirty fingernails!.........

I am very shure , granny would like to shake hands with the hand.

I will say a little prayer for you as I fall asleep. I wish you ten nubile virgins in your paradise. Night all

Bon Voyage!.............

Well now, ahem! Virgin territory, nubile nymphs, you hadn't put it in those terms, had you?

Mounting a thrust into virgin territory would certainly be a noble foray, wouldn't it?

All right! Break out the Coleman camping gear! I'm off to venture into the bush, so to speak!

Funnily enough (or not) I was going to suggest that Mr.Le-Squirt could volunteer to explore the virgin territory...........after all, it could well be populated by nubile nymphs for all I know.............

Er, um, heh-heh, ahem, always willing to serve of course, but, um, well you know, maybe not this time, eh?

sounds like a job for Pee Squirt

Look out! It's......it's a snatchy-hand! "NOBODY has ever set foot beyond this point - and lived to tell the tale....For beyond the sunken hand...." What lies beyond the snatchy-hand is unknown, UNKNOWN! It may be lush and fertile, a Garden of Eden. Nobody knows because NOBODY GETS PAST THAT HAND, THAT TERRIBLE, AWFUL SNATCHY-HAND!

Oh, be glad this is a snapshot and not a movie, for in the next second the SNATCHY-HAND will rise and grab at SLOgranny, and then it will curl down and SNATCH up poor lelatroll and the mystery of the hand will once again be mysterious, shrouded in mystery. No witnesses.