If I remember the song correctly, I’m pretty sure it’s “Do, Ray, Mi” not “Do Lay Me”
Your right, silly me. Of course you don’t. Duh.
I can’t lay anyone. Quirk doesn’t know how to draw sex organs.
I know. I don’t think cartoons and bears can get it on, anyways. Much easier to just bash each other over the head with innuendo.
Ha, ha…you just said “in your end o”.
Access denied. Game over.
Gay mover?
I am as straight as an arrow, like I imagine your sexual organs would be if Quirk knew how to draw you some.
He’s left-handed, so it’s bound to be a little crooked.
Crooked is better than nonexistent.
Quirk won’t draw me with sex organs because he knows how tough it is to live as a sex symbol. He’s protecting me from that curse.
Quirk is a sex symbol? Who woulda thunk.
Quirk is the most famous local sex symbol of all time. And when I say “local”, I mean “in his own mind”. Can’t get much more local than that.
If that’s the case, then Berry is the local MILF.
See? Becoming famous ain’t so tough.
Yes, I have to shoo them away from me. It’s ain’t easy being cheesy.
( I always write the first thing that pops into my head, by the way. So you mustn’t blame me, I am only following the voices instruction.)
Axes denied. Gay mover.
I still think it’s funny.
I am glad I help you amuse yourself. We tend to banter on a daily basis for the most part, so you must enjoy watching me fumble foolishly, with no escape from your supple charms. You sir are a bear tease.
I’m bar cheese?
Bars don’t serve cheese, they serve nuts. What would you do without me?
Kaukauna spreadable bar cheese may not be served in bars , but is the perfect food. T
Do you realize that you rarely ever answer direct questions? I disagree, I like bar nuts.
Direct questions are just one way roads to direct answers.
Yes, I know how you roll.
I’m a cartoon. I can’t be held to traditional social structures.
Alas, I’m just a women trapped in a bears body.
Ah ha, I just bought some anti-quo pheromone spray on Amazon.
I’m familiar with it. That’s a good product. It has saved many lives.
I’m familiar with it. It’s a good product and has saved many lives.
i just had the same problem with keladelaide, but finally found the follow button down at the bottom right.
i blame my ridiculous levels of stupidity on
a) not enough gin and b) lack of functioning brain parts (probably due to the gin)
Impossible. Gin always makes me smarter. Just ask me when I’m on gin.
i think you may be my new gin drinking buddy, shame we’re in diametrically opposite time zones (am i right or just being dumb (again) ?)
perhaps it’s time for a margarita (ginplustequila – kill double the amount of brain cells in one sitting)
ok, just over the pond and on a bit
(and what is your favourite gin – mine has to be Gordon’s – London dry gin, mother’s ruin)
Like all gin.
that is not an answer
you may ‘like’ all gin but imagine the land of quo has reached a crisis and circumstances dictate that there is to be only one gin and you have supreme authority, as rule of the land of quo, to choose said gin, which would you choose?
Okay, Tanqueray…no, wait…Beefeater. No, Tanqueray…I’ll stick with Tanqueray.
I think I am getting a tan from all this mutual greatness.
Where can we find a pf1000 sunscreen?
I don’t think it exists. They wouldn’t bother making that high a sunscreen for a cartoon and a bear.
Yes, we are definitely a niche market.
We could always just cover ourselves in mud, I heard that reflects greatness rays.
I hear tapioc pudding works as well.
It probably tastes better as well. Mud is not very lickable.
What about Mudslides?
Are you trying to get me drunk?
No one gets drunk from Mudslides. Let’s do shots of tequila.
Cabo Wabo? I must worn you, tequila makes my clothes come off.
I must warn, you. Tequila makes my clothes smell like vomit.
No worries, we can just remove them. Geez, what is it with you? Like moth to flame.
It’s the pheromones I’m emitting.
Tone that shit down, would you? I might flirt with all my male followers, but I never offer to remove their vomit soaked clothing.
That makes me special, obviously.
It either makes you special, or it makes me appear skanky.
We’ll let someone else decide that one.
Such as? It could be both, I reckon.
Cool. You just decided it.
You are special and I am a skank. What a fucked up combo.
Let’s just both be special skanks.
Aw. Coming from an emotionally constipated cartoon, that is the sweetest thing you have ever said to me. The banter is strong.
The banter is strong in you, Luke.
Enjoy our conversations you must.
MerBear *mechanical breath* I am your banter partner *mechanical breath*.
*takes Princess Leia buns out, shakes hair sexily*
Ha, ha…you said LAY-a.
You want to lay me?
If I remember the song correctly, I’m pretty sure it’s “Do, Ray, Mi” not “Do Lay Me”
Your right, silly me. Of course you don’t. Duh.
I can’t lay anyone. Quirk doesn’t know how to draw sex organs.
I know. I don’t think cartoons and bears can get it on, anyways. Much easier to just bash each other over the head with innuendo.
Ha, ha…you just said “in your end o”.
Access denied. Game over.
Gay mover?
I am as straight as an arrow, like I imagine your sexual organs would be if Quirk knew how to draw you some.
He’s left-handed, so it’s bound to be a little crooked.
Crooked is better than nonexistent.
Quirk won’t draw me with sex organs because he knows how tough it is to live as a sex symbol. He’s protecting me from that curse.
Quirk is a sex symbol? Who woulda thunk.
Quirk is the most famous local sex symbol of all time. And when I say “local”, I mean “in his own mind”. Can’t get much more local than that.
If that’s the case, then Berry is the local MILF.
See? Becoming famous ain’t so tough.
Yes, I have to shoo them away from me. It’s ain’t easy being cheesy.
( I always write the first thing that pops into my head, by the way. So you mustn’t blame me, I am only following the voices instruction.)
Axes denied. Gay mover.
I still think it’s funny.
I am glad I help you amuse yourself. We tend to banter on a daily basis for the most part, so you must enjoy watching me fumble foolishly, with no escape from your supple charms. You sir are a bear tease.
I’m bar cheese?
Bars don’t serve cheese, they serve nuts. What would you do without me?
Kaukauna spreadable bar cheese may not be served in bars , but is the perfect food. T
Do you realize that you rarely ever answer direct questions? I disagree, I like bar nuts.
Direct questions are just one way roads to direct answers.
Yes, I know how you roll.
I’m a cartoon. I can’t be held to traditional social structures.
Alas, I’m just a women trapped in a bears body.
Ah ha, I just bought some anti-quo pheromone spray on Amazon.
I’m familiar with it. That’s a good product. It has saved many lives.
I’m familiar with it. It’s a good product and has saved many lives.
Merbear is a skanky hoe, do da do da.
Oh, da do da day.
Tapioca…sorry.
Yes, please. I’m having a great day. 🙂
Glad to hear it. I better put my shades on.
🙂
u two are incorrigible
If by “incorrigible”, you mean totally awesome, I agree wholeheartedly.
no more like un-ashamed and beyond hope
I’ll take those.
can’t have them they’re mine
erm, sorry to butt in but how do i follow you merbear74 ? Can’t find anything to click on?
When you click on her name “merbear74”, you aren’t taken to her blog?
Yeah but then there doesn’t seem to be a +follow button, perhaps i am being really dense
Check the very top bar on the page. That’s where I see the follow button when I look at it.
thank you – i could swear it wasn’t there yesterday – and that was before the effects of the large g&t
time for another one?
Always.
clicking on her name “merbear74” doesn’t take you to her blog?
i just had the same problem with keladelaide, but finally found the follow button down at the bottom right.
i blame my ridiculous levels of stupidity on
a) not enough gin and b) lack of functioning brain parts (probably due to the gin)
Impossible. Gin always makes me smarter. Just ask me when I’m on gin.
i think you may be my new gin drinking buddy, shame we’re in diametrically opposite time zones (am i right or just being dumb (again) ?)
perhaps it’s time for a margarita (ginplustequila – kill double the amount of brain cells in one sitting)
The land of quo is everywhere (just like the power of gin), but the guy who writes it is from Michigan, USA.
ok, just over the pond and on a bit
(and what is your favourite gin – mine has to be Gordon’s – London dry gin, mother’s ruin)
Like all gin.
that is not an answer
you may ‘like’ all gin but imagine the land of quo has reached a crisis and circumstances dictate that there is to be only one gin and you have supreme authority, as rule of the land of quo, to choose said gin, which would you choose?
Okay, Tanqueray…no, wait…Beefeater. No, Tanqueray…I’ll stick with Tanqueray.