Men, prepare the 'lemonade'.

dear spookie:

a hip-hopera about liberace, wack or bomb?

50 cent.

dear spookie,

i'm hungry, is there a meal you can have that can suck your testicles back into your body?

dominick aguirre
east l.a.

dear spookie,

i have perhaps found the most obiquious path to communicate my approval or denial of a certain long playing record by discovering the quaint yet truthful mathematical expression of doing so in said fashion, it being the number of it compared to the masterful and unmatched sophomore full lenght album by athens, ga's prodigal sons after the proverbial r.e.m., neutral milk hotel, divided by the numerical expression of the value in square miles of ironic moustaches. said formula would be the keys to valhalla musical journalism via a paid occupation at the jealous-inducing offices at pitchfork media and would enable me to humilate every kind of music i am not familiar with since it most likely is not good because of this understanding.

that said, i have been observing an alarming increase over the internet to not follow the dogmatic teachings of said portal and have been second guessing about the coolness of said job. my doubt, as it is, refers to my motivation for the job, should i 'go for it' as ignorant people say or should i apply a work application over at spin?

kindly and sincere to you,

tommy smith
miami, florida.

dear spookie:

do you know what i'm going to ask next?

pete masterson
madison, wi.

Answer pending. In the meantime, reminded me of this joke:

A blind man walks into a shop with his guide dog. All of a sudden, he picks up the lead and begins swinging the dog over his head. The manager runs up to the man and asks, "What are you doing?!!" The blind man replies, "Just looking around."

Dear Pookie,

Are you available for pantomime?

Regards,
Sir Cameron macintosh

Dear Pookie,

I don't know what to ask you. Do you have any suggestions?

Yours truly,
Emperor of what was once a planet, Pluto, Albert Gainsburg

Ooh, you should see my magic lamp. You've never seen such a big one...


We should destone him, with a rarely-used gadget I have on my penknife.


Ask me what sort of horse I would advise you buy. And when I've replied, say, "Don't you mean Palomino?"

Dear Pookie,

Is it true that you play violin in a toddlers' orchestra?

Yours questioningly,
PC Thugg, Woking constabulary.

Yes, they call me Fiddler on the Youth.

And sometimes I combine my violin playing with a dance routine, and then they call me, Fiddler on the Hoof.

flawless execution.

however, it doesn't diminish my disappointment at your lack of willingness to divulge Mt. Doom's location. :mad:

fear the wrath of Xenu!

It's the Mt. Doom in Slough.

Dear Pookie,

Are you looking for a fight?

All the best,
Chris Youbank

Pookie, what shall i do?
read
play games
post here
play guitar
watch tv
do nothing

many thanks!

as a gesture of gratitude, I would like to warn you to move at least 80 km away from the Berkshire Volcano in order to avoid 3rd degree thermal-radiation burns.

thanks again!

:)

Dear Pookie,

It has been suggested to me that it would enhance my bedtime activities if I was to smother my manhood in honey and ask my lady friend to lick it off.

Should I use clear honey or the other stuff?

from
Inexperienced of Gosport

dear pookie,

why?

stewart, drigg.

As my grandmother used to say:

Set makes you wet
Clear's for queers