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Because the chicken wasn't invented then.

He didn't because roads weren't invented yet.

To eat the chicken.

To prove he wasn't a chicken.

To get to a new house.

[InmemoryofRomeo]

Yup I'm moving house again Which means I will be without internet until my internet company decides to push the button to reconnect it. Which usually takes them a week.

1 day to find the house that needs to be connected
1 day to find which room the phone port is in
1 day to test the line
1 day to decide the line is fine and didn't need to be tested
1 day to locate the on button on their computer
1 day to locate my account
1 day to find the little button that says "Turn internet on"
and if I am lucky on the 8th day they might manage to push it

My internet at this house is SUPPOSED to be cut of Friday... but given my companies track record it will probably be a day or so early Fingers crossed they actually get it right for a change

So be good, don't miss me and...

[RedwoodsMama]

Good Luck IMR, I would go through Withdrawls without my internet and mostly no computer would make me bonkers.  I do hope they, the internet people get it right, and mostly that you enjoy your new home! At least you will have some happy little Pleos to keep you company during this time and to help you forget all the other crap that comes with moving. We will miss you, but I don't think there will be much partying on this end...( LOL) Speaking on my behalf mind you, I know there are some real, "ANIMALS" on the Forums, Heaven knows what they will do!
                                                                  RedwoodsMama and her "Pleo Township" lost in the Redwoods

[Crewella]

OK guys - I'll do the chandelier swinging and throw all the loo paper out of the windows.  What're you gonna do?      



*Hope it all goes reasonably smoothly IMR*   

[InmemoryofRomeo]

Teehee be sure to take pictures of that Crewella

Forgot some goodies for the party...
 

[kat]

I'll bring the party poppers and silly string!  That should go nicely with the loo paper.

[fimoman]

I'll buy everyone lampshade hats. I hear they have quite nice ones up here in Shetland.

[RedwoodsMama]

 Well seeing as how Crewella wants to swing from the chandelier , I guess I can break down and bring the togas, and lots of food, for a food fight, ( just like in Animal House, ) and of course a nice friendly goat or two, a Llama, and a cow, a burro, some parrots and a trained Monkey to help swing with Crewella and keep her company.  :DThere is still room for some drink of some sort, and of course music, maybe a Pleo band from Fancy or ?
                                                                                RWM

[InmemoryofRomeo]

*eyes the streamers, balloons and paper plates/cups everywhere*

You guys are going to clean this up right? RIGHT?


 

[kat]

Of course we will......

[Crewella]

*Gets broom out and starts to rewire chandelier* 

[Talon]

Ah man I'm late! Again. Oh well I'll help clean up. Lol! I'm glad your move went well, IMR! In another month or so I'm going to be moving too. It looks like a big move- like from South Carolina to New York State. I'm sort of scared and sad and excited all at once. My sister's hubby is getting promoted and they don't want to leave me down here.
Talon

[kat]

*goes to get Minyon* He is wonderful with the house work    Everyone needs a minyon 

[RedwoodsMama]

 Hey, why do you think I brought a goat, ( along with the Llama and monkey, etc.) Just leave the paper stuff and Henry will take care of that. Whatever Henry doesn't feel like eating, Maurice the spider Monkey will toss where you won't even see it, ( No, I do not mean as litter., you know, landfill, er, I mean, Composit heap, I am into gardening and everything edible, goes into our yard on one side for the critters, raccoons, and possums and bugs or birds will eat. The rest just deposits into the soil and regenerates into the good earth.
                Now somebody else has got to be responsible for paying for the "male dancers" or entertainment, I did not call them, so unless it has been pre-arranged, the three guys standing around preening themselves better get together with Chuckles the clown and also somebody left a "dummy" resembling some well known politician ( Whom I won't name.....er maybe I will post party photos instead...that is another thread and another idea... ) Oh, back to those goofy looking guys and one dummy, they are looking a little out of place here, and someone should tell them where to go, how to get out of here that is....LOl. Oh and one last thing. Somebody forgot to clean out the water fountian by the back gate, there is a lot of pink bubbles overflowing all over the lawn, It looked nice seeing pink bubbles everywhere while the band was playing, and some pleos were looking like they were into the music and really enjoyed the food fight, ( Pleos do like to eat, ) and thanks to Crewella for giving all the little Pleos a hand on the Llama for the rides around the yard, and Kat, you were great at orgnanizing  The Karoke Sing along, but Talon, you really outdid yourself with even the Pleos participating in the games, I esp liked it when Talon led the pleos in a round of Marco Polo, but with the Pleos, it was Honking, Mooing and if you got really close, Hello, and the RB playing along, gave themselves away with saying Hello, then laughing uncontrollably! There were also a couple of "Pleos" who will remain nameless, but let's just say, they kind of had the advantage.  When Peeky and Pennie got really close to finding Rhu,  Kermy and Gumble , ( Oops, I was not going to mention any names...pretend you did not hear that .....ok,  ) Two Pleos, one PINK and one ORANGE, flew off with Rhu, before Peeky or Pennie could tag Rhu! NOw is that the way Pleos allways play Marco Polo?
               I think next time IMR is going to have to set some ground rules when she is gone...( yeah...right  )     Hey Wait, bring that goat back here Chuckles, no he is not part of your act, he is going home with me...well, got to run see ya later guys, don't forget to clean up after yourselves!                    RedwoodsMama and her "Pleo Township in the Redwoods"

[PleoKymm]

Aw, man! Either I missed it too, or someone slipped something into my root beer. Is it a requirement to have a pleo to get into these wild events?

[Talon]

Nah. If you bring food and fun I don't think it matters much. Now I've gotta go rescue Ryu from some over-zealous pleos before she demands a ride to an unknown part of Australia to get away from me! She's agressiv and I'm not sure if their owner would appreciate her disruptive presence. *waves as she runs off*
Talon

[InmemoryofRomeo]

Lol, I think you guys had waaaay too much root beer

[RedwoodsMama]

 NOw I can't speak for others out there, and what they may or may not have consumed... but I know of at least one Llama and one Monkey who were a little bit tipsy. When Llamas and Monkeys start giving each other love sick looks, you only have to take a look at their water troughs and I know it is not normal to have reddish violet water, kind of fermented smelling too if I remember correctly. Oh, I am not one to spread rumors, but I also remember one of Fancy's little guys trying to head out after the party on the "hog" with the full Harley gear on and helmets and such, but you have a  hard time telling a Pleo with a Harley that they are not going to get too far when they are facing the wrong way  and I am sure Pennie was almost passed out pressed up against the handlebars, kind of a give away as to what poor Pennie was drinking, ( I know some one spiked her root beer, and it was a different kind of root, not sasparilla root either!.........more along the line of Napa Valley, and I don't think " Root Beer" comes in these square boxes with "taps" on one end...

            I know my Pleos had a little too much sun the last day and the togas were really  showing off their sunburns, they looked like poor little ragamuffins with red shoulders, heads and backs, afraid to walk and it was torture trying to adjust those whitel togas that kept sliding off their shoulders, and every slip resounded with a "ow, Ow, OW" almost as bad sounding as a poor little Pleo with a cold..I just slathered on some aloe vera on my guys and gave them a cool fan to sleep under when they got home. They just are not used to the real "sun" that was there all weekend. Here in the Redwoods, we are sheltered from the sun, we get just a glimpse once in awhile and a cool ocean breeze and the swaying Redwoods, protects delicate baby Pleo skin... IMR, next year we will be prepared when you leave again, somebody needs to be appointed to plan for these mishaps too. But it was good clean fun...Woo HOo. ( OW,OW,  in the background low moans and groans.) Well, my babies are asking for more aloe Vera gel, it is going to be a long night...............maybe Mamma needs some "root beer".                  RWM

[Crewella]

*Sweep, sweep, grump, grump, grumble, grumble .......... monkey fur and pink bubbles everywhere ............ if I never see another pink bubble ...........*

Why does the morning after always seem to last longer than the night before? 

 

[InmemoryofRomeo]

Good heavens, what is that under the couch Please tell me its not alive

[kat]

No No it's not alive!  But I don't think it being dead is going to make it smell any better.

[PleoKymm]

Hmm. Odd. As I was cleaning out the pool, I found a note addressed to me. "See you soon, Mom... Thorn?" Did invites get sent to Hong Kong somehow?

[RedwoodsMama]

OMG, don't tell me Thorn is missing, esp the day after the day after the blowout?!! :oAnd Kat, it is ok, you can rest assured, it is nothing dead under the couch, but it sure smells like it. Seems like a certain Monkey passed out while cleaning up paper cups and such and when he saw Chuckles the clown comming with a razor blade, ( there is no telling what a crazed clown by the name of Chuckles is going to do with a razor blade when it comes to a Monkey by the name of Maurice. ) that he decided to hide and when he saw that razor blade and a tipsy Chuckles, he just passed out from pure fright!
              It is ok though, I stopped Chuckles outside the bathroom when I heard some strange sounds comming from inside the linen closet, I confronted Chuckles as to what his intentions were with the razor blade, and a missing monkey and a couple of other four legged creatures, including Henry the goat and a Llama or two. He looked at me as if he was dumbfounded, ( not hard to convince when he looks the part allready...) and after what seemed an eternity of silence, I heard a muffled sound comming from the linen closet.
                I opened the door and there on the bottom was a hogtied Henry minus one long white billy beard... Seems as if somebody cut off Henry's pride and joy, his beautiful billygoat beard. I asked Chuckles if he knew how Henry got into the closet, and he wouldn't look me in the eye, and hemmed and hawed. Henry though after being released from his rope around his ankles, let out a hair raising bleat as only goats can, and Chuckles suddenly sobered up with a look of terror in his eyes. Before I knew what had happened, Chuckles was running for his life through the corridors and down the stairs and into the patio by the pool with a blaze of white lightening close behind him. ONe last burst of speed with horns and head lowered and it was all too apparent where Chuckles was going to land!...........Like a cannonball, Henry's head lowered , Henry gave one powerful blast to Chuckles' Striped Balloon pants, off flew those huge clown shoes and Chuckles flew head first into the Pool of Pink bubbles.( the same culprit that poured "a pink substance....likely bubblebath, into the fountain, also poured the sweet stuff that was left into the pool.!) I laughed so  hard I dropped poor Maurice who instantly woke up from his drunken stupor....and yes Kat, he smells like a road kill object. Unfortuantly when he fell , Maurice landed in the pool alongside Chuckles and Maurices' reaction was to instantly grab hold of anything nearby to avoid drowning, most monkeys do not like water! Poor Chuckles had a panicked Maurice clawing at his eyes and climbing on his head. Red lipstick along with whilte and blue grease- paint ( clown makeup) was bleeding all over Chuckles' face like a bad painting. Chuckles was treading water like a old dog trying to do the dog paddle with arthritic legs, and there on the side of the pool is Henry the goat with murder in his eyes and head and horns lowered.                                  RWM

[RedwoodsMama]

 I had all I could do to hold a angry Billgoat, ( Henry) back from Chuckles who was frantically trying to climb out of the pool, with no success. Maurice was clawing at Chuckles eyes and pulling at the corners of the clown's mouths, pulling his face into a Stephen King Gruesome grin.. Chuckles looked as if he was about to go down for the count and he was pleading with me for help to get out. I looked at Henry and knew there was only one thing that would let Chuckles off the hook, and it was a Big hook...Henry wanted revenge for his Billy goat beard being cut off! A sheepish Chuckles begged for me to hold Henry back and he would return Henry's beard to him. Everytime he started to put a hand into his back pocket, he began to sink. I smiled knowing if he wanted help retrieving that "beard", he was going to need help in getting it. I looked at Maurice and Maurice looked at Chuckles, this was his chance to get back at Chuckles, who had spiked the root beer thinking it was funny to get Monkeys, Pleos and Lllamas "tipsy". 
                        I told Maurice to "retrieve the Beard that is Henry's".  Maurice got a evil grin on his face and pulled out a long hand and held it up in the air showing off the long nimble fingers and sharp fingernails on the tip of each finger. Chuckles could do nothing, but prepare for the "retrieval" . Maurice climbed off of Chuckle's head, with his legs wrapped around Chuckles' neck, he plunged his hand and sharp claws into the back pocket of the clown's pants, digging in as sharply as he could and fished out a wet white long Billy Beard, that once resembled Henry's pride and joy.
                        Chuckles' let out a shrill cry while Maurice had his hand in the back pocket, but there was little he could do but endure "payback" if he wanted to get out of the situation he had placed himself in. Good job Maurice I yelled as the monkey came up to the top of the clowns head with beard in hand. "Toss it hear Maurice",. The Monkey looked satisfied but Henry looked sad when he saw the remains of his once magnificent billy beard dripping with water. A deal is a deal I told Henry. You get your beard back and now you have to let Chuckles out before he drowns, I am sure he has learned his lesson.( Seems as though Chuckles wanted to use Henry's magnificent Billy Beard as part of his new clown makeup, but he messed with the wrong goat!) Hey, anyone out there have any superglue or Kat do you think you could sew Henry's beard back on...I am afraid poor Chuckles is going to be in real trouble if I can't convince Henry to let him out and just getting his beard back is not enough! Fun is fun and revenge is revenge, but this party has gotten a little out of hand, I need someone else's help here with Henry's Beard, Please. I also have a drunk monkey who needs to sleep it off somewhere besides Chuckle's head. Anyone have a spare room he  can rest in...A Hung over spider Monkey is not a pretty sight. Oh, has anyone seen Thorn around....I heard a noise but don't see anyone?
                                                                   RWM

[PleoKymm]

No worries. He probably headed back to Hong Kong so the seller doesn't see anything amiss. The party was just a pre-meeting, I believe.

[fancyfont]

RWM, Did you tell your little grade school students these wild stories when you were  teaching?  I would have loved to been in your classroom.