Finally a picture of me!!!

Lol

heres a couple for ya hoser....

Science, industry and technology......big men putting screwdrivers into things, turning them and adjusting them......build your own atom storage box......bringing you state of the art in soft server technology......snap of any cap from jug, bottle or jar....and it really really works.

and..... Well....suddenly i have a refreshing mint flavour.


A big thanyou to all the sideburn supporters.
 
"Into the weenie mobile... weenie man awwaaayyy!"

"...and why do you have a picture of a burger on your wall?"

"I'm going to curl up in his sock drawer... and sleep for days."

"ACTING!"

"That's when I ram my ovipositor down your throat and lay my eggs in your chest ...but I'm not an alien!"

(note, this last one was my forum signature for some time)
 
W is for the many ways that you're served!

A is for the admiration you deserve!

F is ‘cause you're fluffy, you're flaky, you're fun!

And F is for the flavor that is second to none!

L is for how light you are! You melt in my mouth!

And E is for eggs - Oh baby!

Kick it down!

Put 'em all together with a 'How do ya do'

Lovely waffles we love --

Serve me up another please!

Waffles we love --

Top mine off with runny cheese!

Waffles we love --

Chili waffles suit me fine!

Waffles we love --

Wash mine down with Aunt Jemima?

Waaaaaffffles, weeee, loooove yoooouuuu!
 
Rocks rocks rocks rocks
Rocks rocks rocks rocks
There's rocks above and rocks below
There rocks down in the valley
There's rocks ahead and rocks behind
...and something that rhymes with valley
And something that rhymes with valley

Rocks rocks rocks rocks
Rocks rocks rocks rocks

Rocks rocks rocks
The mountain's full of rocks
You'll never have to scratch and itch
Just rub it on the

Rocks rocks rocks rocks
Rocks rocks rocks rocks

We climb the rocks because they're there
They're all so hard and manly
We don't use spikes, picks or ropes
We use our little handsies
We use our little handsies

Rocks rocks rocks rocks
Rocks rocks rocks rocks

Rocks rocks rocks
Our pants get full of rocks
They're even in our underwear
We really like the

Rocks rocks rocks rocks
Rocks rocks rocks rocks

I wish these rocks were bigger rocks
As big as rocks could get-o
I'd climb and climb and climb and climb
And climb and climb and climb-o.
Second Verse:

Rocks rocks rocks rocks
Rocks rocks rocks rocks

Rocks rocks rocks
My love affair with rocks
Society won't understand
And here comes Mr. Spock.
Later in the movie:

Rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks
Rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks,
Rocks, rocks, rocks
The ship contains no rocks
We still want to climb and climb
And here comes Mr. Spock.