Hello, pals!
So we ain't doin' too hot in this standoff, so we figured we'd make a li'l' somethin' for ya. Now, we ain't the type to play dirty like @fortunateisle, so there won't be any slander from these fine upstandin' fellas, but here's a li'l' token for you to show your support! Don't forget to vote!
HIHIHIIII WELCOME BACKK!!!!!!11!!!!!1111!!!!11!
Hello! Swell to see ya! Thanks for the welcome!
Well happy anniversary!!! 🎉🎉🎉🍾🍾
Thank you! My teensy project has been progressing slowly and steadily, which is swell! And every failure's just one step closer to success, so everything's something to celebrate!
🪼I feel compelled to ask: does this lyric happen to mean anything? It seems somewhat dark for the otherwise lighthearted song.
Well, they don't call it the Wild West for nothin'! Hadta do all kinds of things out there to survive.
Today, Henry asked me about my favorite song. His reasoning is as proceeds: what, with me speaking to him from them airwaves and such, ergo I should be knowing a lot of music. I don’t know nearly as many tunes as he does. Practically lives off of them. I know my songs, what I sang — rags and the like — I know swing, jazz, and the blues — I know rock and roll. Sure, I’ve heard songs after that, but they don’t really live in me the same way, you know? Henry’s showing me all these songs from his home, and I can hear it and tap my toe to it in the moment — though they ain’t really toe-tappers — but after it kinda just slips from my mind. Oh, the lad got a good chuckle outta that one. Guess I’ll just have to keep singing them, he said.
Hi William! I stumbled onto your blog via suggestion from a friend and I love your vibe and personality! Do you mind if I ask what your opinion on the band oingo boingo is?
love those folks! i like d their syn ths espe ciall l y. and some of their lyrics. i liked
I was struck by lightning, walking down the street I was hit by something last night in my sleep It's a dead man's party, who could ask for more? Everybody's coming, leave your body at the door Leave your body and soul at the door
darling, you might like this one
Wahoo! I love some weird science! Gonna be playin' this tune next time I perform one of 'em surgical operations!
which won't be for a little while right?
Mm-hm!
Heya, Henry and Will!
Congrats on the reunion, I’m so happy for you both!
I think we’ve all met before, but I’m not sure that you’ll remember me. Nevertheless, I’m glad to be one of your pals on tumblr :) I hope you guys have lots of fun on here! (I see you two have already dabbled in something we call a “tag game” on this site.)
Best wishes,
Rhydian/Rhys :)
Hello! Good to see you again! Yes, we're catching up on the games of tag we've been chosen for, ha! Ha!
hey, thanks! still can't quite believe it myself. im getting the hang of things on here but it takes a long time to find my way around. lots of pictures, y'know? will is better at it. it's real nice to meet you rhys
Thanks @toasted-valentine for the Game of Tag! He asked us to make a couple'a fellas here!
made m in e
i lik e pick in g ou t new cl oth e s. haven't in a w hil e. i'd like to have had an ear r in g. maybe when i w ent to c olle ge.
Where's the leash? Ha! Ha!
haha
And here's mine! They ain't got a proper shirt, so I guess a polo's the closest!
don' t kn o w wh y you' d n eed on e at al l ...
Henry’s asking about my oldest memory. Now that one I recall, loud and clear. I’m a young man, seventeen or so, tickling the Ivories in the recording room. Singing. Back then we’d have to sing in front of this big horn, real big-like, I ain’t really ever grasped the concept of that thing but I assume it was capturing the sound somehow. I know they connect it to the stylus for the wax, and it etches as we go. That was before the handy dandy microphone, so things were a bit, ah, acoustical. I’m not a very machine-minded guy, I was just there to give them the tunes, so I just gave them the tunes, and left that kinda doohickey managing to the big boys. Nice memory. Air filling in my lungs and then out like a bullet. Sharp and dense enough to knock a guy dead. Don’t remember singing that proudly any other time in my life. My music kept falling off the piano as I practiced.
Hi William! thanks for the follow! you seem like a pretty neat guy :] I’m curious about this “en abime “ place, so I’m gonna check it out :]
Nice to make your acquaintance! And wahoo! Enjoy your stay!
Can't rightly see our "Inbox" either. Ack! Ain't got a clue what's goin' on. We'll sort it out in a jiffy, promise!
Huh, looks like our wires've gotten a li'l' jammed! Things ain't workin' like they're supposed to on this "Site." Apologies for the inconvenience! We'll try and sort it out.
Just two fellas who spend their time en abime. We'll see ya there!
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