Remember that old adage about an infinite number of chimps

and an infinite number of typewriters?  Well, here's one of the chimps (on a computer instead of a typewriter - we have to update this).  But we will never get Hamlet.  Shit, here we can't even get a grammatically correct complete sentence!

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bad combination, I need to step away from the keyboard before i say something nasty about how he irritates the piss out of me or

His elevator doesn't reach the top floor

He checked out of Hotel Brainy years ago

He's one tit short of an udder
If he was any more stupid he would photosynthesise in sunlight

He's ten pence short of a pound

Thicker than a donkey's dangler

He's a pork pie short of a picnic

He's got a rip in his marbles bag

He's got a tile loose

He hasn't got both hands on the steering wheel

When you look in his eyes you can see that there
is no one driving

He's stepped off of the pavement
Lights on, door open, no one at home

Trying to explain something to him is like trying to give a fish a bath

He's like the Venus de Milo, very pretty but not all there

He doesn't know the meaning of the word fear, in fact, he doesn't know the meaning of a lot of words

He's one putt short of a par

It might be time to start with the latin insults but that will go over his head and be a waste of time.

So with that, off to Tippitinas. It is stumbling distance, across the street from teh Dive Inn and is the worlds best bar.  Never been? It's at  Napoleon at the river in uptown.  


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