Irish Eyes

[Becks]

I mean if primetime television has taught us anything, it’s that the best thing to do with confronted with a police officer is argue.

Don't forget running.

[Dark Psion]

So, out of curiosity, I had to find out where Igloolik is.

Surprise surprise, in Nunanvut. Specifically, really really far north on a tiny island. Google maps does not even show any streets or anything in the area. The bear-hotel from a while back at least showed some roads and a tiny airport.

People live there?! On purpose?!

Oh, and great post GK, made my Sunday.

Was his name Attagutalukutuk and was he paying in Igunak?

http://www.arcticphoto.co.uk/superga.../ba9276-28.htm

On the plus side, they do have a circus.

http://www.kunoki.com/en/snowparks/igloolik.php

And they do have a flying saucer!

http://www.arctic.uoguelph.ca/cpl/li...k/igloolik.htm

And their women are very sexy,...

http://waddingtons.ca/inuit/style/images/20.jpg

or so we have been told.

[Sacknahalf05]

You know, you can get internet on the Wii. BUY SOME GD WII POINTS!

(and have internet access)


That is all.

[VComps]

...a blind drag queen with six toes and the stage name “Venus Latex”...

You know her too?

[Soulstealer]

Their initial discussion was simply how magnificent all of them were. No, really. They discussed their amazing bodies and overall hugeness for several minutes. Each one taking turns comparing his awesomeness and assuring the other two that “chicks” go weak kneed and moist at his very presence.

I think they're confusing orgasms with laughter. You see sometimes when people, say for example the ladies, are struck with something that makes them laugh very hard they may end up tearing a bit and needing to sit down because it's hard to stand after a few minutes of not being able to stop from laughing. This reaction is one these boys are probably familiar with and the closest they'll be to pleasing a woman. It's also a similar reaction that someone forced to see a pokemon movie might experience if they are over the age of 10.

In retrospect it's probably not appropriate to be overcome with uncontrolable laughter when the main charachter is turned to stone or when you see a micropenis.

[Pagan]

Dammit, now I have "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling" stuck in my head....in a Kansas accent!

You have my axe...

And my bow....

[Calie]

Was his name Attagutalukutuk and was he paying in Igunak?
http://www.arcticphoto.co.uk/superga.../ba9276-28.htm
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or so we have been told.

Wow. For a town that doesn't even rate on google maps, I am astounded that there is (internet) proof of life. And that you had the courage to scour google to find pictures of their women and other such things...

[infinitemonkies]

Am i really first on a GK post for once?? *dies of shock*

Now, I love GK's stories. We all do; It's an inherent trait of all rational thinking organisms. It's the highlight of my Sunday, I look forward to it all week.

That said. I don't see the big deal about being the first to comment.

No, for me, the mind-blowing, fanboy-rejoicing egotrip affirmation will come on the day GK is the first to comment on one of MY stories.

[Slytovhand]

And my foam swordy thing...

[Jester]

Because I mean if primetime television has taught us anything, it’s that the best thing to do with confronted with a police officer is argue.

Maybe I'm nuts, but I have found the best way to deal with police is to be very polite and have a very small vocabulary. Mine consists of "Yes, sir," "No, sir," "Yes, ma'am," and "No, ma'am." This has served me remarkably well over the years. Actually, said practice has kept me from being arrested on numerous occasions when I probably should have been.

……than O’Malley began attempting an Irish accent and….much to my surprise…..Ireland is apparently in the Kansas.

Amusingly, I can affect a surprisingly decent Irish brogue. I say "surprisingly" because, while I can sound very Irish, I look about as Irish as a bagel. But it's really not a bad brogue for a short white Jewish guy from the desert!

Apparently, Dr Suess would like a new roof.

Dr. Seuss would like a roof, and I don't think it's a goof.
He would like one on his house, so the rain doesn't get him doused.
He would like one on his car, so that he may travel far.
He would like one on his boat, which he barely keeps afloat.
He would like one on his van, for he is a manly man.
He would like one on his bike. (You can do that if you like.)
He would like one on his truck. Yes, this guy does truly suck.
He would like one on his plane. Can't you tell he's quite insane?
He'd like one on his barn now to protect his precious plow.
He will pay you with his cow. The dude's nuts....hang up now!

So I will require a Fellowship and a questionably attentive man servant.

You have my axe...

And my bow....

And my foam swordy thing...

And my beer stein! (What? Every serious traveling fellowship needs at least one comical drunk to keep things in perspective!)

[Gravekeeper]

He will pay you with his cow. The dude's nuts....hang up now!

I so wish I could <sob>. That client is particularly anal retentive. But we can't get rid of them because they're worth too much $ of course. QA will start to wonder if I have more and more callers getting mysteriously disconnected. ;p

Since its pretty much continent wide it gets a lot of interesting characters and keeps running me into the Zed/Zee problem. There are a few areas in a few select states where the second they figure out you might not be from "around here, boy" they get suspicious and hostile. As if you are here to steal their jerbs.

And my beer stein! (What? Every serious traveling fellowship needs at least one comical drunk to keep things in perspective!)

Yes, however he's suppose to say "And my axe!". <cough>

[Jester]

Yes, however he's suppose to say "And my axe!". <cough>

It was said. And I am far better with a stein than an axe, anyway. Not to mention more dangerous.

[Gravekeeper]

And I am far better with a stein than an axe, anyway. Not to mention more dangerous.

Fair enough. Pack a sweater. This isn't exactly the fires of Mount Doom we're heading towards. >.>

[Jester]

Fair enough. Pack a sweater. This isn't exactly the fires of Mount Doom we're heading towards. >.>

A sweater? Me?

Two problems with that one. First, I despise sweaters. I own exactly zero of them. Seriously. It's to the point where my relatives stopped buying me sweaters for birthdays and such by the time I was twelve.

That being said, again, it is me. Mr. Warm Weather. Mr. Grab a Jacket if it Drops Below 70F. So if we are heading to Nunavut, I will be grabbing a sweatshirt or three, gloves (perhaps two pairs), a scarf, long paints, several pairs of socks, a jacket, a coat, and my much-beloved but rarely-needed Oakland Raiders parka.

And of course...the aforementioned beer stein. Because even if I am freezing, I still would rather drink beer than almost anything else. Weird, I know.

[Talon]

I half expected them to just unzip right there, whip out a tape measure and combine to form some sort of Irish tube steak Triforce to prove each others throbbing virility.

I LOL'ed so hard at that