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**Online Host**
Welcome to the Twins Territory Chatroom!
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**Online Host**
Deep in Twins Territory, there’s a legendary story.
Of a man with an ox in the batter’s box; He hit one to Missouri! |
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CuddyerMak’er: /does spit take |
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WordUpThome: CUTTY
JOE
HOW IS IT GOING
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Babe: wehhhhhhhh |
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LawnMauer: Jim. |
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CuddyerMak’er: Jim. |
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WordUpThome: JI |
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WordUpThome: JIM /manwalks down hallway |
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LawnMauer: Thome’s really taken to this Minnesota thing, aeh? |
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CuddyerMak’er: You bet’cha! |
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CuddyerMak’er: Wait, that was Jim Thome? I thought it was Carl Pavano. |
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LawnMauer: I thought it was a French rapist. |
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CuddyerMak’er: I was wondering what Al Borland from the hit TV program "Home Improvement" was doing in our hallway, I mean that’s why I spit |
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LawnMauer: I thought it was a guy from France who was going to try to rape the hell out of me |
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WordUpThome: SORRY GUYS I ALMOST OX’D OUT OF THE CLUBBED HOUSE WITHOUT REGALING YOU WITH THE STORY OF PAULED BUNYAN |
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WordUpThome: DO YOU REALIZE THAT WHEN PAUL BUNYAN WAS BIRTHED IT REQUIRED FIVE STORKS WHAT TO DELIVER HIM
HIS WEIGHT NECESSITATED THE USE OF ALMOST SIX BIRDS
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CuddyerMak’er: how many birds would it take to pick up a normal baby? I mean, thinking constructively |
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WordUpThome: ONE BIRD ONLY NORMALLY, DON’T YOU KNOW HOW THE REPRODUCTIVE SYSTEM WORKS |
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LawnMauer: I do, but please don’t show me |
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WordUpThome: WHEN A MAN AND A WOMAN LOVE EACH OTHER VERY MUCH THEY PURCHASE A LARGE BIRD, AND |
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WordUpThome: OH YOU SAID YOU ALREADY KNOW |
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CuddyerMak’er: /drinks water, immediately spits it out |
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WordUpThome: DO YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT PAUL FUNYUN YES/NO I LEARNED A LOT ABOUT HIM BEFORE COMING HERE TODAY |
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WordUpThome: FOR EXAMPLE ARE YOU AWARES THAT PAUL BUNYAN WAS THIRTY ODD FOOT OF TALL AND ATE A SELECTION OF LOGS FOR BREAKFAST |
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LawnMauer: those things are humanly impossible |
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WordUpThome: WERE YOU AWARE THAT THIS OX IS INCREDIBLY LARGE |
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Babe: hortt |
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WordUpThome: IT TAKES A MURDER OF CROWS ALL DAY TO FLY FROM ONE END OF HIM TO THE OTHER |
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CuddyerMak’er: are you sure, because he looks like he’s maybe five feet long? |
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WordUpThome: THE CROWS HAVE BEEN MURDERED HOW WELL DO YOU EXPECT THEM TO FLY |
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WordUpThome: WERE YOU AWARE THAT PAUL BUNYAN TAMED THE WHISTLING RIVER |
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WordUpThome: WERE YOU AWARE THAT HE BEAT THE STEAM SHOVEL |
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WordUpThome: WERE YOU AWARE THAT HE FREED THE SLAVES |
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LawnMauer: I’m not sure that’s true, Jim. |
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WordUpThome: PAUL. AND NO, IT IS, DON’T YOU REMEMBER THE UNDERGROUND RAILED ROAD, IT WAS SPEARHEADED BY MR. PAUL BUNYAN |
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WordUpThome: DO YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE |
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LawnMauer: no |
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CuddyerMak’er: nah I think I’m good. |
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WordUpThome: OH OKAY WELL FOR MORE INFORMATION PLEASE CONSULT YOUR LOCAL LIED-BRARY /drags ox down hallway |
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CuddyerMak’er: so, uh, has Jim Thome lost his mind or am I on a ton of drugs |
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LawnMauer: at least you weren’t around when he started claiming patents on the cotton gin.
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CuddyerMak’er: Oh well, he’ll be back in Cleveland before the end of the year anyway. |
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LawnMauer: yep |
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**Online Host**
Meanwhile, down the hallway… |
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WordUpThome: ARE YOU DOING ALL-RIGHT BABE |
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Babe: blehhh |
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WordUpThome: WELL NO I DON’T THINK I LOOK ANYTHING LIKE CARL PAVANO |
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WordUpThome: DO YOU WANT TO HEAR SOME THINGS ABOUT PAUL BUNYAN THE LEGENDARY MAN |
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DeliveryMan: eeyah which way to the clubhouse? |
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WordUpThome: RIGHT DOWN THERE /does batting stance |
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DeliveryMan: oh, thanks
one time I asked Craig Counsell for directions to the clubhouse and ended up on the roof wandering around in circles
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WordUpThome: DO YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT PAUL BUNYAN THE FOLKISH HERO OF LORE |
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DeliveryMan: I have time for one Fun Fact and then I have to be going |
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WordUpThome: OH, PRESSURE |
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WordUpThome: OKAY WELL PAUL BUNYAN DID NOT HAVE A CHIN UNDER HIS BEARD UNDER HIS BEARD WAS A FIST |
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DeliveryMan: whoaaaa |