just ignore and let this one die

Pure bred American Mute here.
Navajo, German, Irish and who knows what else. My paternal grandfather was Mexican but we have no idea where that part of the family came from before that. Mo one is really sure what tribe my paternal grandmother is, but she had the clasic Navajo look so that's we go with. Her father was supposidly a white amn but who knows. My father's family lived in the abject poverty or migrant farm works during the great depression and shortly there after. Not much is known about the roots beyond that.

My mother had a German father and Irish mother. My mother was as pale as they get.
I am the palest of the kids and have not been called a mexican since I finished college -- I don't work out in the sun anymore.

I have a therory that in the not so distant future we will be pretty well so-mingled to the point that pure blood of any race will be the outsiders. They will be the butt of ethnic jokes much like we think of inbred hillbillies or British royals now.

I use to shave my barbie's heads.

Which kind?




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I was going to add a picture of Klaus Barbie but that is in to poor taste even for me.

I agree, everyone will be a sort of beige color. All the hyphenation nonsense drives me batty, just like hyphenated last names. It's so pretentious. Pick a Goddamn name!!

ugh I gave my first born my last name and my Husband's last name. Worst thing I ever did. Poor kid. Takes forever to find him in any system now.(Doctor's office,school etc....) I wish I could change it.

Morning all!

Oh Barbie! I've been collecting for years. Not vintage - can't afford THAT but the newer ones. I finally had to stop, due to space constraints but I still do break down now and then for a really good one. I even have Star Trek Barbie and Ken.

I know, really dorky

Dear Ms. Weston:

Allow me to answer on behalf of Mr. Mumfuzz, whose access to these forums is limited due to his cheapskate RL counterpart's staunch refusal to put payment info on file, not to mention the early onset of age-related dementia which has caused a decidedly SL-like loss of inventory in my cranium - to wit, his password. I'm hoping a bourbon induced restart will cause the password to reappear in memory.

Nevertheless, while the thought of the possibility of Mumfuzz getting more action than me is appalling, I will deliver the message he asked me to convey to you. He very much looks forward to meeting you and would be very pleased if such a meeting were to result in a friendship. Since I am intent on killing him, his choices appear to be marriage or death. While in my RL, considering my track record with relationships, I would gladly throw myself off of a tall building or disembowel myself with a rusty car key prior to marrying, and in my second life, I made the gross judgment error of turning down a partnership proposal from one of the sweetest and most stunningly beautiful women in the Metaverse (has anyone heard from Ann lately?), I would seriously consider partnering Mumfuzz if for nothing else, than the potential hilarity that might ensue.

Gabriele was kind enough to provide a casket for the upcoming wake and Mumfuzz planting festivities, so Mumfuzz may be dead by the time the marriage occurs. But this being Secondlife, I'm sure I can wake him to cut the cake. Besides, what woman doesn't want a stiff groom on her wedding day? (Hah - nobody has to laugh at that one, but I did)

By the way, I hope I am not being to forward, but I would be honored to preside over any nuptials resulting from any meeting between the two of you. Mumfuzz has no friends, so I'm not sure who else would do it. I'll need to secure him a clean t-shirt, new flipflops, and maybe play with his sliders a bit, but we can have him in shipshape condition in no time, I'm sure. I'm open to suggestions for the wedding party.

Sincerely, and without further ado,

El Trouto Recreantpants, Chief Prefect Messenger Boy to MumtotheFuzzizzle

LOL, Rioko...I cut the hair on one or two of them myself.

Both!!!

Pretty much everything tastes better when it's cooked on the grill.

PS: Sorry for the late reply. I was in Seattle working from about 9:00 am to after 8:00 yesterday, and I put in a few hours before I left. I didn't even get a bite of food until last night, so I was starved and exhausted. All I wanted to do was mow through some chow, wind down with some mindless tv, and hit the hay. I'm still kind of pooped out.

Speaking of mindless tv, am I the only one here who is deeply in love with Ninja Warrior?

I used to pull the heads off of my Barbies and Kens and swap them.

Hey...were you the next door neighbor kid in Toy Story?

no Trout you aren't the only one...I love ninja warrior too, but I have to just catch the odd bit here and there.

The first section is such a trainwreck, and the next three are some of the most athletic events I've ever seen. I can't imagine being able to do any of them, even when I was in the best shape of my life. So it goes from me laughing like a hyena at stupid people falling face first into the mud to me sitting there with my jaw hanging open as the ones who move on pull off these amazing stunts.

The most ridiculous program I have seen is Takeshi's Castle....just the sight of all those people in all those costumes running around the course is hilarious.

I haven't seen that one. There used to be one called something like Extreme Elimination Challenge where they did really stupidly funny voice overs and the events just looked painful. I couldn't believe that people didn't get hurt. My favorite was a series of walls, I think three or four. Each wall had three doors in it that were made of butcher paper. The contestants had to race through each of the walls by bursting through the doors, then sprinting to the next wall, bursting through a door, etc. The catch was that one of the doors in each wall was boarded up on the other side of the paper, so if they picked the wrong door, POW!!! They never even considered slowing down and checking - they just careened through the door an hoped for the best. I thought I was going to die I laughed so hard.

lol, they have that door one in Takeshi's Castle. It's voiced over by Craig Charles (Robot Wars).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGuYojcmZpI

Have a look at the 4.20 ish mark....

I set fire to mine. I was mean about it too...I'd burn off their hair and melt their hands and feet first before moving on to the main event.

Trout,

I'll pass Mr. Mumfuzz's acceptance on to Ms. Weston, once she finishes the Accounts Payable ledger entries.

She'll be so excited! I guess I will have to give her a day off to go get married. Sigh. I'm such a softie.

But no time off for honeymoon shenanigans! She and Mr. Mumfuzz will have to just Party In Place.

I knew I liked you two ladies for a reason! Fellow Barbie tortures!

LOL I was just watching that one after searching for both of your shows on youtube. The boulders was hilarious!

That's exactly the show I was talking about! They use American actors for the voice overs in the US version, and it's more like fake translations of what the people are saying, but it's from the same Japanese game show. I just can't stop laughing when I see stuff like this. I know I should feel a little compassion when someone plummets 15 feet into a mudbog or smashes into a wall head first, but I just can't stop laughing.

I'll never understand Japanese television, but I tell you what. Those guys are comic GENIUSES.

Being the older brother, my sister's Barbie's never survived the 70s.

I liked the fat guy trying to get up the slippery slope by climbing up the skinny guy.

No. Ann who?