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Cathy · 12-07-2003, 10:52 AM

quote:Originally posted by DMD3:
[B][QUOTE]Originally posted by Iron:
His mission was quite simple.. Take the 300.$ in the envelope to a music store and buy a half decent acoustic guitar.Proceed to Arizona with the guitar and find the dude that answers to Borderstone.Give Him the guitar and advise Him to take up a new hobby...
The End, or so he thought, but he soon found out that after he did that, he would half to find an even harder target, a teenage boy who's initials were DMD3, who was also trying to learn to play the guitar, the hard way! Then finally he decided to do himself a favor and go find the guy who called him self Iron and try to take HIM up on a new hobby over his old one, replying to negative posts.

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So DMD3 and the B set out on their quest. They traveled the country, looking for the elusive Iron, the 'hater of useless words'. They finally found him with Watchman, in the long thin dawn, camped next to a lazy river where peaceful waters flow. Watchman and Iron had breakfast roasting on a spit... a half dozen yellow canaries garnished in wild strawberries. Watchman said, "Sit down young strangers. We'll slide on over and share our breakfast with you." As they were sitting around the fire, after having finished off a bottle of Blackberry Wine and trying in vain to figure out how to play High and Dry on the guitar, lo and behold, who floats around the bend in the water in a canary yellow canoe? Right I knew you'd guess. The minstrel of the dawn, Gordon Lightfoot. Gord, and his female companion, an English teacher (her name was Anne, but I'll be damned if I recall her face), where desperately bailing water, as their canoe was made out of knotty pine and a knot hole had fallen out. They were essentially two drifters on a passing ship, floating along where ever the long river flows. DMD3, who had a reputation as a brave mountaineer, climbed out on a tree too weak to stand that was precariously dangling over the river, and threw Gord a lifeline. After several attempts, Gord caught it and DMD3 said, "If you've got it, tie it to the canoe. DMD3 ran over and tied his end of the lifeline to his little Shetland pony. "Whoa! Giddy-up, Annabell!" The pony just stood there, feasting on the leaves of grass. DMD smacked her on the rump, 'Hey you, get movin'! Watchman wandered over and asked what the problem was. DMD3 cried, "My pony won't go!"

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12-07-2003, 10:52 AM	#9
Cathy Senior Member Join Date: May 2001 Location: Maine, USA Posts: 1,967	quote:Originally posted by DMD3: [B][QUOTE]Originally posted by Iron: His mission was quite simple.. Take the 300.$ in the envelope to a music store and buy a half decent acoustic guitar.Proceed to Arizona with the guitar and find the dude that answers to Borderstone.Give Him the guitar and advise Him to take up a new hobby... The End, or so he thought, but he soon found out that after he did that, he would half to find an even harder target, a teenage boy who's initials were DMD3, who was also trying to learn to play the guitar, the hard way! Then finally he decided to do himself a favor and go find the guy who called him self Iron and try to take HIM up on a new hobby over his old one, replying to negative posts. next... So DMD3 and the B set out on their quest. They traveled the country, looking for the elusive Iron, the 'hater of useless words'. They finally found him with Watchman, in the long thin dawn, camped next to a lazy river where peaceful waters flow. Watchman and Iron had breakfast roasting on a spit... a half dozen yellow canaries garnished in wild strawberries. Watchman said, "Sit down young strangers. We'll slide on over and share our breakfast with you." As they were sitting around the fire, after having finished off a bottle of Blackberry Wine and trying in vain to figure out how to play High and Dry on the guitar, lo and behold, who floats around the bend in the water in a canary yellow canoe? Right I knew you'd guess. The minstrel of the dawn, Gordon Lightfoot. Gord, and his female companion, an English teacher (her name was Anne, but I'll be damned if I recall her face), where desperately bailing water, as their canoe was made out of knotty pine and a knot hole had fallen out. They were essentially two drifters on a passing ship, floating along where ever the long river flows. DMD3, who had a reputation as a brave mountaineer, climbed out on a tree too weak to stand that was precariously dangling over the river, and threw Gord a lifeline. After several attempts, Gord caught it and DMD3 said, "If you've got it, tie it to the canoe. DMD3 ran over and tied his end of the lifeline to his little Shetland pony. "Whoa! Giddy-up, Annabell!" The pony just stood there, feasting on the leaves of grass. DMD smacked her on the rump, 'Hey you, get movin'! Watchman wandered over and asked what the problem was. DMD3 cried, "My pony won't go!" next?....