Real-time Mind Control Zombie Zot

http://www.MindControlUSA.com ^ | 12/23/06 | BibleBabe1

[BibleBabe1]

Remote detection satellites are used by the intelligence branch of the military to conduct mind control exercises in the theater of war. All this technology is dependent upon the higher branches of particle physics and quantum mechanics. The array of satellites safe in deep space cover the entire earth making the mind control intelligence program widely successful. Be amazed as you view this military program break out of the box. Go to the following web site that shows a real-time mind control zombie being manipulated by satellite and the military. www.MindControlUSA.com

[NicknamedBob]

You're bound to find it, 'Face. That pony has got to be slowing down by now.

[Irish_Thatcherite]

*innocently whistling*

[Monkey Face]

...I was thinking maybe they drop out of his nose. He may have tapped into a rich resource there...

I know it's later in the morning where you are than it is where I am, but I'm still trying to deal with a queasy stomach, brought on by morning.

I seldom eat anything until I've been up several hours (I've been like this since I was a kid) and I suspect it will be several hours more, thanks to you, before I attempt it...:o|

[Irish_Thatcherite]

Yes... cookies drop from my, nose... perseptive as usual......

;)

[Monkey Face]

Heh! It so happens I made chocolate chip cookies yesterday! I like them when they first come out of the oven because the calories haven't had time to expand. I can eat more of them that way, and not worry about the weight gain. Hot donuts are even better...;o])

[Irish_Thatcherite]

No nose cookies, so? ;)

[Monkey Face]

See post #1963...

[NicknamedBob]

You were supposed to learn that trick in Junior High School ... how to disconnect your stomach from your mind.

You don't think those boys were just trying to get on your nerves, do you?

It was all part of your education; preparation for a potential medical career.

[Irish_Thatcherite]

Hmmmm.... donuts! :)

[Irish_Thatcherite]

See post #1963...

Just after seeing it! ;)

[Tax-chick]

She comes out from under the furniture when there are only one or two people in the room - as long as it doesn't include James or Pat!

[Monkey Face]

In Junior High School, the boys wouldn't come near me. Rumor has it that at the tender age of six, I bloodied a kid's nose because he pulled my braid once too often, after he had been warned.

I never had a date with a local guy, even when I was in high school. They all gave me a wide berth. No teasing, no dates.

My first husband was the one who introduced me to the fine art of the Gross-Out. But I was still so naive I had no clue what he wanted me to imagine. It couldn't have been too much fun for him, since he was in the navy and all...

[Monkey Face]

She'll be much better by this time next week. It's good that she is beginning to make friends. Bless her heart. If she has been neglected, she may also have been physically or emotionally abused.

I had a blind cat once that was frightened to death of the sound of plastic bags when I came home from the grocery store. Poor old doll. I miss her.

[Monkey Face]

I worked in a donut shop once, and there is nothing in the world like a hot glazed donut! And my donuts were even better than Krispy Kremes!

[NicknamedBob]

It's a defensive reaction, similar in function to Larry Niven's description of erecting a mind-shield.

Another trick I learned; when someone brings something close under my nose, saying "Smell this!" is to simply stop breathing.

After a moment, I give them a non-plus expression and they go away disappointed. It's good to have functioning shields.

[Irish_Thatcherite]

That's sounds like a great job! :)

[Monkey Face]

I would say my ability to have a functioning shield began in the First Grade!

I lied about no "dates." There was a guy in High School who would dance with me at the mandatory matinee dances once a month in the winter. Often, we were the only people dancing. We took up the entire gym floor...:o]

[NicknamedBob]

It was a weighty responsibility.

[Irish_Thatcherite]

some hefty perks? ;)

[Monkey Face]

It was a great job! It was doomed for failure, though, as the owner's daughter said she liked my donuts better than her mother's.

:o]