June 19, 2007
Mustang 'N Me™ - Part 45,298,483
Those of you who have been reading this blog for some time, will no doubtedly remember my good friend Mustang who blogs at Social Sense. Well, old (and I do mean really, really old) Mustang and I kid each other about who is older. A contest that I win of course being by far the "truthier" than he (how's that for a convaluted sentence?). If you are interested, you can find the "tales" of Mustang 'N Me™ here. The tales are funny, poignent and have a ring of truth about them that is hard to imagine in standard fiction writing.
But, I digress, recently (about 20 minutes ago to be specific) a dear friend named Kinder sent me an e-mail with some "truths" about Mustang 'N Me™ and lists some fairly well known "truths" about Mustang. Of course, most of what he says about me are dastardly lies. At any rate, I am nothing if not fair and balanced so I will not delete the canards about me, and will show them all. But you my dear friends, my faithful readers will be absolutely certain that you can tell the truth (about Mustang) and the fibs (about me). Now, Kender blogs at Kender's Musings and fancies himself as an ereudite fellow. Of course, the truth is that Kender barely graduated from the 6th grade and can't write worth a darn. On the other hand, he does have a Muse, or someone that feeds him thoughts from time to time and he types them uo (with only two fingers) and after about 6 to 10 hours produces something he calls a Musing. Be that as it may, Kender is really a good friend except I don't know why he would print via e-mail so many nasty things about me. About Mustang I can understand, but about Moi? Perish the thought!
So, without further ado (I always wondered where the word "ado" came from), I present The Truth About Mustan And GM.
Mustang was an early investor in Apple... the fruit. GM actually robbed Peter to pay Paul. Mustang got a senior citizen discount to see Birth of a Nation. GM's social security number is 9. Mustang is the third drawing from the left on the evolutionary chart. GM remembers the mini-mall they tore down to build Stonehenge. Neither one will give their real age because they pre-date counting. They remember the best thing BEFORE sliced bread. They remember when Helen of Troy's face had only launched a couple of ships. Their favorite hobby: Respiration. Mustang majored in Spanish. Not the language, the Inquisition. Social life: Not Speed Dating -- carbon dating. GM likes older women, but there are none. First job: a papyrus route. They'rer so old they remember when: Old Faithful was new and unreliable. Tuesday was hump day, Incest was just called "sex" and there was only one way to skin a cat. In school Geology was called Current Events. The Twin Cities were Sodom and Gomorrah. Amphibians were just called "show-offs.
This has been a Mustang 'N Me™ Production
Posted by GM Roper at June 19, 2007 01:10 PM | TrackBackWhat is with the "Older'n Me" deal?
Both of your clowns - and I KNOW you're clowns as I've seen you in (clown) uniform - can stand by my seabag to get a little "time in."
I DO want you both to take very good care of yourselves, as you're paying my social security check each month.
The Social Security deal is a ponzi scheme, but I will take the checks until the people wise up and figure out a much better plan....like lowering taxes, investing in good mutual funds, being responsible for one's own welfare and not expecting "the government" to take care of everything.
SEE...the above proves I am older than either one of you. Older = More Rants.
The Irony of all this, folks, is that I look younger and am certainly better looking than both these rascals. I will admit, in fairness, they mostly write better than I, but I expect they might have platoons of editors and staff assistants.
Posted by tad at June 19, 2007 07:48 PM
With age comes wisdom.
Or maybe that should be "With age should come wisdom."
Posted by Always On Watch at June 20, 2007 05:19 AM
It is true that GM is a fine fellow . . . well liked by almost everyone. And when you have a friend, you really do try to overlook his or her shortcomings because their strengths and weaknesses are all about who they really are. I say this because I truly admire GM, in spite of his shortcomings. The challenge for those of us who like GM is that his shortcomings are increasing exponentially, while his attributes are rapidly decreasing. The sad fact is that GM is getting senile, and this is why no one ever accuses GM of lying; he just doesn’t remember very well anymore – and the fuzzy part of his memory becomes fabrication. In essence, it isn’t GM’s fault. He’s just O L D.
As a case in point, Tad the Elder, GM (whose real name is Saul) and I were having a conversation recently. I complained that as I get older, it takes me longer to urinate in the morning after I get up. Tad was saying that as he gets older, it takes him longer and longer to have a bowel movement. Then GM proudly boasted that he has no problems with either of those bodily functions, as he does both of them promptly at seven o’clock every morning. From the other room, we heard the sweet voice of Mrs. GM who added, “That’s true, but he doesn’t get up until ten.”
So there you have it folks. GM wears DEPENDS – and not even Tad the Elder does that. What this all seems to prove is that (1) you don’t have to be the eldest to be senile, and (2) GM is living in his own reality, which is getting to be more and more like Disney Land every day.
One last thought – if you watch the Animal Channel’s presentation on dinosaurs, you’ll see GM depicted in episode 7 – the Triassic period.
Posted by Mustang at June 20, 2007 08:05 AM
OMG MUSTANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just. Spilled. My. Coffee. Everywhere.
BWAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!
so classic of you two!!
Posted by Raven at June 20, 2007 08:09 AM
Mustang, you truly crack me up. Love ya bud!
Posted by GM at June 20, 2007 10:17 AM
