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December 22, 2002 : Captions, please.


Wait until you see how he looks in my cardigan.

Posted by adampsyche at December 22, 2002 10:46 PM


People have said these things about that :

I *heart* Mr. Rogers. My mom says that when I was a tyke, and Mr. Rogers time came, I immediately ran for the televisiona nd sta rapt till shows end. Any gentless in my personality, I probably learned from Fred Rogers and from Charles Schultz. Oddly, both of these men are combat veterans if I recall correctly.

Plus he's the only man alive who can truly rock a cardigan.

Posted by: jonmc on December 22, 2002 10:52 PM

"...televisiona nd sta rapt..."

Typ ingin co, dejon?

Posted by: Crash on December 22, 2002 11:15 PM

"I like you, Fred Rogers. I kill you last."

Posted by: kafkaesque on December 23, 2002 12:03 AM

gentless?

Posted by: witchstone on December 23, 2002 09:37 AM

(nice sweet soft voice)
My, what a nice furry black cardigan you would make...KoKo

What do you think boys and girls...

Koko: Nice plaid tie, you would look better in
this.

Gee $75 bucks and it's frayed??? too expensive to look like Mr Rogers.

Posted by: Thomcatspike on December 23, 2002 10:12 AM

"... There's the gorilla way to say 'I Love You'..."

Posted by: tizzie on December 23, 2002 10:48 AM

"And what better way to say 'I love you,' than with the gift of an endangered gorilla?"

Posted by: witchstone on December 23, 2002 11:04 AM

*sotto Mr. Roger's voice*

Oh can't you be, oh won't you be, oh please be my gorilla...

Posted by: dejah420 on December 23, 2002 01:09 PM

Goddamn Mr. Rogers looks old. And he looked old twenty years ago, back when I used to watch him, and possibly twenty years before that. Actually, I was fairly surprised to learn last year that he was going off the air, since I had assumed since my teens that they were just playing reruns.

But that's neither here nor there.

Posted by: Ryan on December 23, 2002 02:03 PM

Then where is it?

Posted by: ColdChef on December 23, 2002 02:10 PM

ColdChef, let's have a 9622 party at your hotel.

That would be neither here, but it would be there, and that's good enough for me.

Posted by: tizzie on December 23, 2002 02:20 PM

I don't much care for here. There is way better.

Posted by: jpoulos on December 23, 2002 02:21 PM

I've been there, can't get there from here.

Posted by: Michael Stipe on December 23, 2002 02:30 PM

So stand in the place where you are...

Posted by: readymade on December 23, 2002 02:48 PM

Or go back where you belong.

Posted by: .38 Special on December 23, 2002 03:00 PM

Love lift us up where we belong.

Posted by: Joe Cocker on December 23, 2002 03:06 PM

we belong to the night, we belong to the thunder.

Posted by: pat benetar on December 23, 2002 03:15 PM

There is no 'there' there.

Posted by: Gertrude Stein on December 23, 2002 03:16 PM

There are no unbeatable odds
There are no believable gods
There are no unnameable names
Shall I say it again, yeah

Posted by: Ozzy Osbourne on December 23, 2002 03:20 PM

There's a light burning in the Frankenstein house...

Posted by: Janet on December 23, 2002 03:21 PM

There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy.
There's nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time...

Posted by: The Beatles on December 23, 2002 03:23 PM

"Isn't there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?"

Posted by: Charlie Brown on December 23, 2002 03:23 PM

**lifts leg, pees on tree**

Posted by: snoopy on December 23, 2002 03:27 PM

Here, there and everywhere

Posted by: Paul McCartney on December 23, 2002 03:28 PM

Snoopy does not look like a leg lifter to me. I'm thinking squatter.

Posted by: tizzie on December 23, 2002 04:15 PM

I'm sure Woodstock has been in the line of fire a couple of times.

Posted by: kafkaesque on December 23, 2002 04:51 PM

Dad, why do you always have to bring up Woodstock? Jesus! We know you were there, we know Jimi Hendrix spit on you and guess what? We don't give a shit.

*stomps out*

Posted by: Aging Hippy's Daughter on December 23, 2002 05:01 PM

I'm outta heeeeere...

Posted by: Doug on December 23, 2002 05:06 PM

**lifts leg, pees on tree**

And the northern lights commenced to glow
And she said, with a tear in her eye
"Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow"
"Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow"

Posted by: Frank Zappa on December 23, 2002 06:12 PM
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