Galvy, Rusty and Tater-Dance's Daily Bullshittin'

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Rusty, What's with the title? It's terribly misleading...Daily BS, really? More like minute-minute. :p
 

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Rusty....why o why have you done this....people here were starting to think i was normal:p

Can we fire up the radio and have our daily listener call in ???

Sorry to everyone with we get silly....Rusty encourages me.
 

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Well that depends. I was gonna see if anyone wanted to hear a story!

So folks. Would you like Uncle Rusty to tell you a story?
 

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OK im going to tell a story :rofl2: :rofl2: maybe here I will have the push to finally finish it hahaha



This story is called Galvatron's Great Adventure


Chapter One:

Once upon a time or two, there was a hairy little boy named Galvatron (or Galvy for short). One bright blue morning, young Galvy was walking to school on a Saturday for whatever reason and was approached by a sweet little old lady. "Hello, young, oddly hairy boy," she softly spoke. "Could you help me across the street? I can repay you with a nice hard candy. It's butterscotch!" "Well," Galvy replied, "butterscotch is my favorite candy in the whole wide world. Of course i will help you across the street." So they go to the crosswalk and head across the street. Once they get to the other side, the little old lady gives Galvy the candy for doing his good deed. Galvy pops the candy in his mouth, and says, "thank you, ma'am." "No, thank YOU," cackles the little old lady, as an odd feeling washes over the young Galvy. "What is this?!" cries Galvy, as he starts seeing bright wild colors never seen by man before, then he passes out.
 

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Your mental m8......why the hell i gave you the link to this place i will never know...you need a good:horse
 

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Love and hate are very similar in ways but the one you will be getting ends in me getting a long vacation at a location of the Judges choosing.
 

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oh boy i hope wherever they send you, they have cotton candy :rofl2:
 

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I will bump this since it was on the bottom of the last page.
OK im going to tell a story :rofl2: :rofl2: maybe here I will have the push to finally finish it hahaha



This story is called Galvatron's Great Adventure


Chapter One:

Once upon a time or two, there was a hairy little boy named Galvatron (or Galvy for short). One bright blue morning, young Galvy was walking to school on a Saturday for whatever reason and was approached by a sweet little old lady. "Hello, young, oddly hairy boy," she softly spoke. "Could you help me across the street? I can repay you with a nice hard candy. It's butterscotch!" "Well," Galvy replied, "butterscotch is my favorite candy in the whole wide world. Of course i will help you across the street." So they go to the crosswalk and head across the street. Once they get to the other side, the little old lady gives Galvy the candy for doing his good deed. Galvy pops the candy in his mouth, and says, "thank you, ma'am." "No, thank YOU," cackles the little old lady, as an odd feeling washes over the young Galvy. "What is this?!" cries Galvy, as he starts seeing bright wild colors never seen by man before, then he passes out.

Chapter Two:

Several hours later, the young Galvy wakes up to the soft music of Steely Dan. "Where am I?" he thinks to himself. The room is dark and smells of mold and pumpernickle. He tries to get up and realizes he is tied to a table and cannot budge. "Hello?" he quietly says with a quiver in his voice. "Is anyone here?" Silence. The music fades out and he hears a duck quack off in the distance. Then another quack. And another! They are getting closer and closer. All of a sudden, the lights flash on, and young Galy is surrounded by ducks! Thousands of them! All quacking in a chanting fashion. Quack. Quack. Quack. Quack. Quack. Quack. Then he sees her. The little old lady that he helped acros the street! She was covered in duck feathers and was quacking along with the ducks! Galvy starts to whimper, as the chanting slows to a stop and the lady walks up to the table...
 

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i love white jackets :rofl2:

Chapter Three:

"Hello again, little boy," she sais. "So nice that you are awake." "What is going on?" the groggy Galvy says. "Well," she replies. "You might as well know, since you can't get away. You are going to become part of my duck army." "I don't understand," says the confused young hairy Galvy. "You damn kids," she mutters. "Always hitting your baseballs into my windows. Losing your frisbees on my roof. Ringing my doorbell and running after leaving a flaming bag of doodie on my porch. Some of you eat way to much corn." Galvy replies, "but why me? I have never done any of those things. I am a good boy. Santa told me so!" "It doesnt matter. You will become a duck just as the rest of the children. And you will work with them in my smut magazine factory. Ive created the machines to be used by ducks, as they do not request pay, only bread. I never knew that ducks liked pumpernickle so much." Young Galvy tried to wriggle out of his rope ties but soon realized they were made of feather, an apparently strong material to makes ropes of. The lady walks away cackling as the ducks all follow quacking loudly as the lights shut off and silence fills the room......
 
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