Mr. Gear and Clippy Forum

[Clarence]

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Well I had this idea in my head for as long as I can remember now. A really long time. I always wanted to explain just how Mr. Gear met Clippy. In the first comics they didn't even know they were brothers, how could this be? How were they separated at birth? How did they grow up, why is Mr. gear an asshole, why is Clippy so dumb, etc, etc, etc. This series will unlock the secrets of Mr. Gear and Clippy and hopefully make their characters more developed. Enjoy!

THE FOLLOWING REVIEWS WILL CONTAIN SPOLIERS
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[alex]

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i love clippy aND i love cartoons sex scenes. especially between household objects.dam i am stoked to see what happens. CHEESUS RULES! i think........?.....ya...he rules.

[Clarence]

Cheesus wasn't in this series or even mentioned.... only his Father was.


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[Pete McGiveris]

I enjoyed this series quite a bit. My favorite part was the part with the hydrolic lift. I know, I came up with it, but I don't know, it still strikes me as being funny.
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[Chris Lang]

At long last, we find out the whole tragic-comic backstory of how Mr. Gear and Clippy were seperated, and how they first met.

And wow! Who knew Mr. Gear wasn't always such a jerk? Who knew that he was a nice Christian guy before Clippy came along?

And poor Clippy... he's just so messed up, I don't know whether to laugh or to cry.

Loved the really lame villains Mr. Gear and Clippy took on, especially the Hydraulic Lift and the Hair Dryer. And it looks like we get some insight as to why Wolf Blitzer hates Mr. Gear and Clippy, too. I also loved the list of villains Disco Ball defeated...

And the whole breakdown of Mr. Gear was really great. Loved the whole shouting and screaming at Clippy bit.

Ah, poor Mr. Tack. It seems that guy just doesn't get a break. Not only does he miss out on being the co-star of this whole show (see 'Epic Battle of the Past' to find out how that happened), and not only does he get sent to Hell for the mishaps with those prostitutes, but his house gets burned down too. Then again, considering all that Mr. Gear and Clippy have gone through over the course of the show, maybe he should be glad he didn't get to be a co-star after all.

And it looks like the story's not over. While Clippy's life appears to be in the hands of what the Simpsons' Comic Book Guy would refer to as the 'Worst Doctor EVER!', Mr. Gear still has to finish the story so that we know just what happens next.

All in all, great stuff there.
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[Chris Lang]

[Clarence]

When Wolf Blitzer says "I want to be on you", it was to pay tribute to Alex, who always seems to say that to people.

I thought that would be cool.
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[Semaj]

It's no surprise Mr. "Bible-thumping" Gear had a breakdown.

Funny-as-hell story, including the bits where Clippy got raped and Mr. Gear lost his virginity. My favorite villain was the hair dryer.

Again, funny stuff. Gotta see Part 2.

[Clarence]

Really? I really didn't think anything could have topped the hydrallic lifter. I think that's probably one of the most ludicrus super villians ever conceived on my show.
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[Ramya]

The Wallet

As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years. The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. (world of warcraft power leveling)
I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline -- 1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years earlier. It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting, on powder－blue stationery with a little flower in the left－hand corner. It was a "Dear John"letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the writer could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him. It was signed Hannah.

It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way, except for the name Michael, to identify the owner. Maybe if I called information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope. The operator suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment, then said, "Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can't give you the number. " She said as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my story and ask whoever answered if the person wanted her to connect me. Aion kina

I waited a few minutes and then the super－visor was back on the line. "I have a party who will speak with you. " I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped. " Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was thirty years ago!" "Would you know where that family could be located now？" I asked. "I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago, "the woman said. "Maybe if you got in touch with them, they might be able to track down the daughter. "She gave me the name of the nursing home, and I called the number. The woman on the phone told me the old lady had passed away some years ago, but the nursing home did have a phone number for where the daughter might be living. I thanked the person at the nursing home and phoned the number she gave me. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home. This whole thing is stupid, I thought to myself. Why am I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that has only three dollars and a letter that is almost sixty years old？

Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living, and the man who answered the phone told me , "Yes, Hannah is staying with us. "Even though it was already 10 P. M. , I asked if I could come by to see her. "Well, "he said hesitatingly, "if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television. "

world of warcraft gold,I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah. She was a sweet, silverhaired old－timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eyes. I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder－blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael. "She looked away for a moment, deep in thought, and then said softly, "I loved him very much. But I was only sixteen at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor. "

"Yes, " she continued, "Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And, " she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, tears welled up in her eyes, "I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Michael. . . "I thanked Hannah and said good－bye. I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, "Was the old lady able to help you？"I told him she had given me a lead. "At least I have a last name. But I think I'll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find the owner of this wallet. "I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, "Hey, wait a minute! That's Mr. Goldstein's wallet. I'd know it anywhere with that bright red lacing. He 's always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times. " wow gold

　"Who's Mr. Goldstein？"I asked, as my hand began to shake. "He 's one of the old－timers on the eighth floor. That's Mike Goldstein's wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks. "I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse's office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Goldstein would be up.

On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, "I think he's still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He 's a darling old man. "We went to the only room that had any lights on, and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost hiswallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, "Oh, it is missing. ""This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours. "I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet, and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, "Yes, that's it！ It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward. "

　"No, thank you, "I said. "But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet. "The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "You read that letter？""Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is. " ffxi gil

He suddenly grew pale. "Hannah？You know where she is？How is she？Is she still as pretty as she was？Please, please tell me, " he begged. "She's fine. . . just as pretty as when you knew her, " I said softly.

The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, "Could you tell me where she is？I want to call her tomorrow. "He grabbed my hand and said, "You know something, mister？I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I've always loved her. "

"Michael, " I said, "come with me. "We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night lights lit our way to the day room, where Hannah was sitting alone, watching the television.

The nurse walked over to her. "Hannah, "she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in the doorway. "Do you know this man？"She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word.

Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, "Hannah, it's Michael. Do you remember me？"She gasped. "Michael! I don't believe it! Michael! It's you! My Michael!"He walked slowly toward her, and they embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces. "See, "I said. "See how the good Lord works! If it's meant to be, it will be. "

world of warcraft power leveling, About three weeks later, I got a call at my office from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding？Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"

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