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Greetings, Mr. sammy the blade- Aha! Ye survived another loop around old Sol, eh? You are hereby authorized to en-happy yourself by any and all means possible, including orbiting fat chicks, self soaking in euphoric intoxicants, and wearing the foil birthday pointed hat. If you can get past security...

Greetings, Mr. Sammy the blade-

Just nod if you can hear me, is there anyone at home?

AS ever,
Your ol' pal,
Wally J. Corpse

P.S. I have become...

Greetings, Mr. Sammy the blade- Aha! attempting a lil' whiplash of the Snidely upon me, 'eh? Said activity may endanger/delay the creation of your WJC commemorative custom auto. Renumeration to me in the cyber currency of Titcoin is accepted AS supplication for err. Aw shucks, don't worry, your best...

Greetings, Mr. Doofus Emeritus-

Welcome back, ol' pal! 'Tis a rare occurrence when my sniveling produces a positive effect.
AS I am sure that all the inmates herein will agree, the charm of the old portrait well exceeds the other.

AS ever,
Your ol' pal,
Wally J. Corpse

Greetings, Legion Of Fan- All of us herein are somewhat understanding of collectors, there are many here among us who are driven to collect spring opening knives, leaf or coil, some who collect other types of weaponry, firearms, swords, battle axes, and pointed sticks. Folks who become enamored with...

Greetings, Mr. Doofus Emeritpus- I sense some bitterness in your cup, are ye experiencing a waver of loyalty to your new chosen portrait? AS it is your somewhat right to represent yourself with the diarrhea spray speckled faceage look, I say that you have certainly embraced the motto of: "Be All Tha...

Greetings, Legion Of Fan- Herein lies mine worry of me, what? concerns, to wit: the new sepia toned visage of the Bonzoid does exhibit a semi-lifelike state, albeit worry worn expression, and 'tis coitainly within his rights to claim same AS him. Said avatar sadly serves to dilute his status AS Off ...

Greetings, Legion Of Fan- Another WJC quake episode: There I Was- the day after, I went into SF to check on a recently done roofing project on Beach Street, in the Marina area. Traffic light, some still dazed folks wandering about, and the weight of disaster hung in the air. At my job site, there we...

Mr. Natcherly- Whence eye arrived in Fornicalia's premier city of SF, circa 1977, there was a public concern about wasting of water via excessive toilet use of flapper valve flushage. There was also a public motto/credence, a snappy little, easy to chortle, rhyme/limerick that colorfully designated ...

Greetings, Legion Of Fan- On this date, 33 years ago, a somewhat rather noticeable earthquake seismic event occurred to the tune of a 6.9 Richter scale in the SF sorta epicenter. It was a late afternoon shake, and at the time, the MLB World Series was underway, Oakland A's vs. SF Giants at Candlesti...

Greetings, Legion Of Fan- AS an expert with the obvious, eye have noticed that our own resident " What, Me Worry?" representative Mr. Doofus Emeritus, has changed his avatar portrait. He has indicated that, much like looking in a crystal ball, this version of his visage more accurately depicts his s...

Greetings, Mr. button man- Yikes! your old pal, WJC shall now admit to a glaringly silly error, to wit: I got so excited whence eye thought I saw an old roofing ally that I somewhat practically entirely missed the obvious, thy tomahawks have no flattened nailing surface, rumored to be important to e...

Greetings, Mr. button man- Your 'Tomahawks' appear to actually be slater's picks, roofing tools. The narrow chopping blade is typical, but the giveaway is the long spike, used for making slater's nail holes. I have similar tools. The tools have evolved since yours were made, and now have a sharpened...

Greetings, Legion Of Fan- Sadly, it's another time when I invite you to hoist an intoxicant/inebriant elixir to honor one of mine ol' pals, a fallen roofer. He reportedly took the unauthorized, akimbo header down the stairs, and won the fatal cracked skull. to deepen the starkness, 'twas his own son...

Greetings, Mr. Doofus Emeritus- AS usual, your data is corrupted. Hysterical archives herein clearly show that your ol' pal, WJC prefers the entertainment values of a larger bosom, not the larger owner/carrier of same toys. Your record of fascination with the lard ass chicks is entered AS evidence o...