Heh, frisky ferrets will actually behave like that (bouncing and all) on any surface. The trampoline might not have had much to do with it. They're not really heavy enough to get a lot of rebound from the trampoline, anyway.

>> ^MrFisk:

I made gold, had a dead vid, and dropped back to silver.
I brushed the dust off, and got another vid sifted.
It's a quaint idea, AC, but let them eat cake.


I'd agree with you frisky, if it weren't for the fact it's not just one or two vids going dead, it's shitloads at a time. And we all know it can be tough enough for some people to get their stuff sifted. Picking yourself up, dusting off and recouping ten plus videos has got to be pretty depressing, unless you whore it about frequently on LiveLeak and whatnot

and BOOSH!

...a frisky dingo reference...

Well, it explains why my cat just ups and bolts around the room for a bit, then acts like nothing happened.

She's hallucinating. Thanks, Friskies!

my little sister and i saved a baby squirrel.her name was frisky (shaddup,we were like 12 and 10 years old) and she acted just like this one,brought back memories.thanks arvana.
they are actually great pets if you can get by the chewing everything and the lil poop pellets they leave. everywhere.we had a machine to clean that up...it was our family dog.
gross, i know, but you ever try cleaning up 5000 poop pellets?
she came when you called her too.that squirrel would do anything for a triscuit.

I got frisky with fisky once. Mr Fisk is hung as his reputation suggests, however whenever he tries to get erect he passes out from lack of blood flow to his head. Anyway, I've got to go meet blankfist on a mountain.

wow, lookin good and frisky at 55 and married.

dear frisky my dear,
i made a total vom playlist for your poetic enrichment.
there are some who dont get it. ive decided it just means theyre not evolved enough to know a piece of human poetry when they see it. watch them all. enjoy.

thank you frisky frisky

In reply to this comment by MrFisk:
*promote

i heart you frisky.

I love you and your pre-emptive invocations frisky

Uhh, can we have some kind of summary other than a YouTuber on the rag please?

ok,
so you just gave a longer version of your original point.
then ask me questions i already answered.
and where is this mans right of redress and protest an "opinion"?
you disagree with his methods..ok..got ya.
i dont,for reasons i have already stated.
i enjoy a frisky debate,maybe too much sometimes,but this is no longer a debate.
it's an exercise in circular logic,and it will bear no fruit.
remember my friend,it was YOU who called me to this table.
my original post was misunderstood by MGR(i think anyways),but others,including you decided to take a swipe.
i set my premise,made my argument and i stand by it.
maybe it would help if i said i thought the guy was a sanctimonious prick,because i do,but that would not alter my original point.
you...
on the other hand,did NOT make your argument,at least in a quantitative sense.
if i may be allowed to sum up your argument.
"the guy was acting like a rude dickhead harrassing those people who did nothing to him."
i actually agree with that,but that had NOTHING to do with my argument.
my point is he had a RIGHT to do that,and i did not necessarily disagree with his methods.he may be a sanctimonious prick,but he has the RIGHT to be a sanctimonious prick.
the minute you start censoring which form of protest is acceptable (already done btw.i linked the page)and which ones offend the tender sensibilities of a choice few,when will that form of censor stop?
the RIGHT to protest peaceably,even if unpopular,should never be tampered with.because the minute one right is gone,its gone forever.
while this man may have been annoying,he didnt not harm anyone.did not threaten and when asked to leave,he did just that.
dont be so quick to throw away a right based on a "personal opinion".
thats all im saying.
disagree with his tactics,hell..hate the man if you want,but dont fuck with that freedom.
we already have "free speech" zones,lets not give big brother any more reason to shut us up.
seewhatimsayin?
in any case,nice tossin the debate ball with ya.
hope you at least see where im coming from,
if not..
well..
dont know what to tell ya bud.
peace.

Fuck yeah, amigo.

In reply to this comment by rottenseed:
>> ^Selektaa:
Loud enough?

HUUUUUUUUUUH?!!!!!!!

Thanks for sifted frisky MrFisk

^hahaha I mean't "sifting" but I'd like to keep this drunken momento.

^hahaha I meant meant but I'd like to keep this drunken momento too

>> ^Selektaa:
Loud enough?

HUUUUUUUUUUH?!!!!!!!

Thanks for sifted frisky MrFisk

^hahaha I mean't "sifting" but I'd like to keep this drunken momento.

^hahaha I meant meant but I'd like to keep this drunken momento too

That's all we need to know pims, all we need to know

Issy, my god I think we're on the umm... fourth episode of season 3 and it's AMAZING! Lost is just surpassing itself in every way too, woohoo bout frickin time.

Ok i'll start you off then if I must.

This was one of the weirdest things to happen. I was young and reckless and completely rebellious and decided one day to jump the train with my friend to London. She knew some fellas up there who would put us up and I briefly knew who they were and had met them so wasn't particularly concerned. We spent the hour and a half there wedged in the loos smoking out of the window and drinking a bottle each of white cider, bleeeech. By the time we got there I was pretty wasted already, and it was a hot day etc. Wandering through London taking buses to get to this mobile phone shop they all worked in together. Eventually they finished up for the day and we went home to her friends place, by this point I had been given a few spliffs on top of the cider and was really not myself at all. Anyway, when we walked into this apartment there was this guy who was all dressed up in overalls painting the place.

Kelly's friend introduced him just as Steve and that he was doin him a favour decorating his place out for him as he'd not long moved there. He was a total hottie and I was drunk and stoned so had clearly lost any inhibitions and was flirting outrageously. As the evening went on he finished up and came in and sat down to eat with us and get drunk. Of course I was being a total slapper, and he seemingly didn't mind at all. Basically we got a bit frisky and all that jazz but when it came down to it (literally) there was no way I was going there his penis was abnormal and by that I mean gigantic! Scared the living shit out of me. Luckily he wasn't a bad guy and just laughed and we fell asleep all being well.

Next day I got made a complete twat of. Somehow the staff at the home I was living in had gotten hold of Kelly's number and rang her Mum who had done a 1471 when Kel phoned her the night before and gave the number to my social worker. So the next morning this guy who's flat we're in gets a very shitty phone call telling him that he had two underage girls who have run away, one in local authority care and that if he didn't take us to a police station so we could get home they would ring the cops and get them arrested. So yeah that was horrible, especially seeing as i'd lied about my age haha. Fucking embarrassing, but I was glad to get out of there after that. We had to wait in the police station until they could get a taxi driver who was willing to drive all the way to London from Bournemouth and then back again. Some stupid red tape funding issues stopped us just getting a taxi from London as it was going to be Social Services paying it, not us outright. Eventually some guy got there, and we fell asleep in the back of the car.

Woke up to find ourselves off road somewhere in the New Forest!! We absolutely shit ourselves, neither of us had a phone. All the lights were off and the driver was passed out in his seat, it was about 2am. We demanded he wake up not trusting him or the situation, it all felt very weird. He tried to tell us he was just needing a nap or he couldn't drive but we both started crying and panicking, so the poor bastard was left with little choice. Finally got home, acted like the little twat I was when they started questioning me about where I had been and what i'd been doing, as if they had no right to worry about me, god I was such a prick sometimes haha.

So I got lumped with paying that whole bill off, took me nearly a year to finish. As far as I was concerned though, it had been a little adventure and something in me when I was young craved independence so much I didn't think twice about doing stupuid stuff. The end of this story was the weirdest part...

This Steve had through his friend told Kelly a few times he wanted to meet up with me again and blah blah. I was never interested, mostly cos unless I was drunk the male species pretty much perplexed me even up until I was about 17! Turned out it was a good job I never went there. About 6 months later I get a phone call from Kelly telling me to turn the fucking tv on NOW. The Cook Report was on, some investigative journo Roger Cook used to go around doing exposes on stuff, he was one of the first people to do a show such as that. And there he was, this Steve. Turned out he wasn't a painter and decorator, he was the owner of a chain of phone shops and he had fraudulently made hundreds and thousands of pounds in stolen and contract phones. Jesus Christ

I'm not sure what the moral of this story is, but I can safely say I've never been as reckless since!