DUHHHHHHH!!!!!

Well I have apparently forgotten more about scripting in LSL (essentialy Basic)  than i knew at high school.  But then again it is 20 years since i graduated highschool and i spent most of that time trying toget into my girlfriends pantie.

Perhaps i should have listened to Mr. Caradice (by the dashboard Light) when he tried to tell us that Programming was the way of the future instead of marvelling at the way the air conditionng made Cora Nesbits nipples stick out.

 

Peace  Eacen

There was once a Man with 4 feet, But that was to long

Well Fellow SLers (slurs) The wandering  Smith and builder of Dance foor beds has a blog. Please feel free to add me or shun me like a red headed step kid;  the choice is yours.  I will be using this to Basically bull shit about the adventures of the smelly horse person.  Stuff here may be overlap between my 1st and second life but i will desperatly try and keep that to an absolute minimum

I tend to rant and get angry about things,  please do not take offence at my Blathering, it is just a by product of being a male centaur and having twice as much testosterone to get angry with.  As an Englishman and a centaur i have a passion for Beer, books, sex and The english language so please feel free to engage me in conversation about these topics, although if i am working in my smithy dont be suprised if I dont answer immediatly.  I enjoy annoying Idiots and regard this as my reason for existance.  which is good because I have so many idiots to choose from.

And just a Reminder

A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
And no one can talk to a horse of course
That is, of course, unless the horse is the famous Mr. Ed.

Go right to the source and ask the horse
He’ll give you the answer that you’ll endorse.
He’s always on a steady course.
Talk to Mr. Ed.

People yakkity yak a streak and waste your time of day
But Mister Ed will never speak unless he has something to say.

A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
And this one’ll talk ’til his voice is hoarse.
You never heard of a talking horse?

Well listen to this.

I am NOT … I repeat NOT Bloody Mister Ed.