Kleetn, do you know where your squirrel is?

“would you like me to take care of your little friend for you?”

“That would be a considerate thing to do HSC.”

“I aim to slaughter... i mean please”

“'Course, then again, all that red, Psycho might think he'd latched onto The Great Tomato.”

“oh gross. I had thoughts that no one should have, thanks there geo



may the furry grey fellow run up your leg (the good one) and lick your face so you can smell his tomato breath!

did that scare ya?”

“No, I can't say it did.”

“I think I see what that is...... but ya kinda screwed it up kleetn. Then again, as any squirrel would say, "You are a god."”

“That's not what Psycho Squirrel says.”

“I knew that it was just a matter of time before Kleetn's squirrel corrupted his cousins.”

“That's a chipmunk!”

“that's a soon to be stoned chipmunk”

“where the heck is kleety?”

“Well at least the cigarette isn't lit so not likely squirrel will burn to death!”

“That is Psycho. Overdosed on tomato juice, no doubt!”

“LOL now thats funny!!”

“either that thing is really obedient, or someone had to play with a dead squirrel. mmmm...”

“lyra, i dont know whats sicker, the fact the you noticed it was dead or the fact that i didnt notice it was dead.”

“LOL at maple and lyra.
Did you think the poor animal posed for the pix?
Ok squirrel, place your front left leg here.........”

“no i just never thought about it.
Ignorance is Bliss”

“If ignorance is bliss, Goretex should be the happiest person on the planet.”

“i think it's a tie, Maple. :-)”

“Gemini has it!”

“lol..she'll send a ransom note. Do exactly what it says and no one will get hurt.”

“I hope she sends a ransom note for Psycho Squirrel! Yup, I surely do!”

“Something has stunk at the Tippecanoe County Courthouse for almost two weeks. But officials now think they have solved the problem.

A mysterious, foul odor had lingered in the Superior Court 6 staff office since mid-July, distracting employees and visitors alike.

"I can smell it down the hall when I walk in every morning," court secretary Sharon Macy said. "Others can smell it, and some have asked us to close the door."

Thanks to persistence by staffers, representatives from the health department late Wednesday found the apparent cause of the sour, decay-like stench -- a large, dead squirrel was located in the office's duct work.

A search last week discovered a dead bat in a light fixture near the ceiling.

But the stench wouldn't go away, and employees said further searches focused on the ceiling, boxes and in the floor. Maintenance crews were called in and couldn't find anything other than the bat.

Even Tippecanoe County commissioners were notified, with commissioner John Knochel saying Wednesday that he was convinced the odor would go away once the dead bat was removed.

"It was my understanding that the smell was identified, but it may take some time to dissipate," he said.

Attorney Dan Moore was among those offended by the odor. He said he could understand how the subtle stink might have gone unnoticed by someone without a sensitive sense of smell, but it was overpowering to him.

"It prevents you from taking a deep breath," he said. "We have good judges and staff here. They deserve a reasonable working environment."

Macy, who was pleased the crews continued looking for the source, and her colleagues had been burning candles and spraying air fresheners to help mask the odor all week.

"The candles, the spritzers, the odor itself ... all of these smells get to you by the end of the day," she said.

source”

“Damn thing undoubtedly died of a tomato overdose!”

“He's been awfully quiet since Tony Randall died. Maybe he's grieving still. hee hee”

“someoe onec asked me about a lost squirl and I slapped him!”

“Kleent is nothing but a fictitious parody that I made up one day when I was feeling ill. Carry on folks. There's nothing to see on this thread.”

“"Kleent is nothing but a fictitious parody that I made up one day when I was feeling ill. Carry on folks. There's nothing to see on this thread."
Dunadan


Wrong thread, Tuna-Breath; this thread is about Kleetn, not Kleent.”

“Says who???? Get your fictitional Kleetn to back that up. I dare you.
Kleent, (correct spelling), was a front fof Biz. I have all the facts stored in a file cabinet.”

“That's interesting in light of the fact that Kleetn posts on another site!”

“http://groups.msn.com/TheBackpackerCalendar/scenery.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=8

Ok, I'm not a stalker, really. I just ran across the link in an old thread about trail names.”

“Ummm, that's Kleet, not Kleetn.”

“From Seattle. He uses Kleet on another board. But I got that link from Kleetn's info here. (BTW, I think it's really weird that we are talking about him like this.)”

“(Okay, how should we talk about him?)”

“It just seems weird. I think he's hilarious though (Kleetn) I always crack up from his posts.”

“Lansing State Journal

After 23 years as a plumber and pipe fitter for General Motors Corp., LuAnn Crim thought she had seen just about everything that could end up in a toilet.

Then came that recent Sunday morning and a brand-new discovery ...

Crim was in the bathroom at her home in Perrinton, north of St. Johns. She had just combed her hair, applied a dab of lipstick and was adding a little eye makeup, when the water in a nearby toilet sloshed.

"That shouldn't be happening," Crim said to herself.

As if in reply, the water sloshed again.

"I looked in there," Crim wrote, "just as a very wet, bedraggled, dark-colored ANIMAL swam up out of the toilet trap and scrambled to get out."

Just before she screamed, Crim thought: Sewer rat.

Only later did it occur to her that her house isn't connected to any sewer; it uses a septic system.

But at the moment when the toilet creature was struggling to join Crim in her bathroom she wasn't thinking clearly.

"I screamed again," she wrote. "And again."

A live one

Then Crim slammed the lid, sought out her husband and told him there was a live animal in their toilet.

Animal, yes; rat, no. Crim's husband took a quick look and determined it was a red squirrel. Red squirrels are smaller than gray squirrels. This one, Crim said, was about 8 inches long.

Employing a bucket, a butterfly net and a serving tray, the Crims extracted the squirrel and released it outdoors.

"He will probably be in squirrel therapy for a lonnnggg time," Crim wrote.

They were then left to deal with the question of how the squirrel got into their toilet in the first place.

The investigation quickly led to a 3-inch PVC vent pipe that went from the toilet's drain to the roof of the house.

It didn't have a cap on it.

It does now.”

“It must have been terrified.”

“Go down this little tube and it will be a fun time, what a bunch of crap.... that's the last time I listen to Rocky....”

“[url]http://media.euniverse.com/funpages/cms_content/1956/squirrel_revival1.swf [/url]”

“hmmmmmmmm?”

“So WTF did I do differently?”

“There's a space between swf and [/url]”

“I saw the light, too.”

“Its Not Idiot proof!!!!! I demand another upgrade!”

“That is too funny!”