Mr. Rhee

[slb2]

Well, let's try it. Here are the rules:

1. This is for fun (so, if you aren't having fun, go watch a Gene Wilder or Steve Martin scene)

2. Wear your disguise in this room only (I'm only recommending it so that we don't have weird, unpleasant occurrences elsewhere)

3. Anytime on Friday, show up incognito. Guessing commences immediately, with masks coming off by Sunday.

4. This is a trial game. If someone feels threatened or intimidated, we'll need to quit until (or if ever) we can work it out satisfactorily.

5. If you don't like the rules, please speak up. Trust-me, I don't run this place. The only person I boss around is me.

[booklady]

I don't like rule #2. I think we should be able to go anywhere in our disguise.

[slb2]

Well, books, since no one's responded to this, should we do as we please or quit at this impasse?

I guess tomorrow's the Answer. If new folks show up and we scratch our heads in puzzlement, then I guess we'll be playing a game of WhoooIsIt?

[boseefuss]

Waaall G'mornin' y'awl! Way down here in the sticks, it's so doggone muggy the dog's hair is a-startin' to curl..........agin. I jus' finish' runnin' off a batch of my speshel medisin fer tuh cure my akes 'n' pines. 't'ain't funny how bad my jints hurt in d'mornin's after sleepin' on a cornshuck mattrress. Bin lookin' fer one o'dem sleep number beds, but caint find none wut don'w need 'lektrisity tuh run them durn thangs. Soze an'ha, I jus' make sure I'm lubed up with my brew 'n' life's good!
Howz y'awl's akes n pines??

[jason]

It would be nice if our alter ego could karma us. I suppose that would be possible. And our alter ego could also smite us.

[chestypuller]

This Marine is not pleased at the sorry setup system found here. It is unacceptable when a true age cannot be shown as the sissy bar only goes back to 1900.

I was born in 1898, is that clear?

Now then. You will, repeat will, participate in this game, without question and without comment. You will dress as directed and your shoes will be polished and your hair will be cut regulation length. No earrings. No tattoos. Nothing that would be a disgrace to this man's company.

Women, this means you, too.

You will, repeat WILL, bring appropriate libations to the party. All music must be vetted through my office, and no unacceptable tunes will be allowed on the dance floor.

And make way for the bulldog.

Ooo-rah!

[jason]

That chestypuller is some hotsnot.

[chestypuller]

Drop and give me 50.

[jason]

No, sir. I'm not that kind of soldier.

[chestypuller]

You are now, soldier.

[liriodendron]

Gracie was Chestypuller?! Well, good golly, I NEVER would have guessed. Next thing you know, you'll be telling me Boseefuss is joew.

[brutus]

Okay, BoceeFus is JoeW! ;D

~B~

[liriodendron]

Or Thomas Scheuzger.

[liriodendron]

Or maybe Cliffclaven

[boseefuss]

Hey'awl!.........Uups! 'dain't Friday yit, is it? Shewt!

[Gracie]

Oh my goodness, I had completely forgotten this.....I have had SO MUCH FUN impersonating Chesty Puller now and then on a few message boards where I'm well known. No one EVER guesses it's me!

[BoatBabe]

Good exhumation!


And, the character chestypuller was . . . ?











_{I think I know, but what is the point of guessing when we have The Truth at our fingertips???}

[joew]

The original Chesty Puller was a WWII era general (USMC, if memory serves).