[action] Backs sloooowly away [/action]
Guilty as charged, mentions of knogging of urinals and rusty knives strike fear into my heart.
stuck by the urinal with a rusty knife, Craven was fearful of moving forward or backward
We're still on the same wavelength about bubbles aren't we? I fancy a roast hare.
BBQ'd bunny, with a side o'fizz?
You guys may not be confusing deb, but you sure are confusing the daylights out of me. Mayhaps I need to start at the beginning and read through (or perhaps start here and go backwards???)
Bandylu, if you are confused then the thread is working!
Back, I'm back. Debacle, yes, I really do like having Monday on Tuesday.
It has been a few years now, and I still get a kick out of Mondaymorningtraffic noise outside as I pour a second cup of coffee and noodle about not doing my list of home tasks.
Not that I like traffic noise, but it is less here, in north northern California. (Eureka, Patiodog...there, I gave it away!)
So they, the they we had the meeting with today, liked our plans, indeed loved them, terrific they said, and I think, ok, what is the catch? Things I don't worry about don't usually work out. I'll have to try not worrying more often. Perhaps I'll eat cake.
Patiodog, I sort of worked for the state and academia once, at UCLA, a state place. We were in an outbuilding, not under the eagle eyes of the department administration office. Stories, I could tell stories.
Ah, that was a long time ago.
Like the new avatar. I didn't notice anymore dogs when I picked my Rosso Fiorentino cherub, woulda picked one too. Now I rather like the cherub. Not quite my personality though.
Enough.
What the SMEG are we doing in Food and Drink?!
JEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Please put us back in general - it is our spiritual home!!
Yeah, how come we're outta food and bevrages? Like margo says, it's dryern a doggone dinger here! Wasn't like this when MA was in charge of vitals.
I just had my lunch while talking to a very lovely woman on MSN messenger
<BURP>
Who is General Failure and why is he trying to read my hard disk ?
If you folk want food and drink here, then I suggest you bring a plate and a bottle - the establishment springs for coffee, bread and cheese, fruit and wine - oh, and juices and clean water. And a range of teas....
And sofas...
I'll have a very long sofa, thank you . . . one upon which a long dog such as myself can stretch out . . . ah . . .
There ya go, long boy..... wittle dwinkie?
I must comment, apropos of food, that all this talk of EATING BUNNIES has gone neither un-noticed nor un-felt........
waaaaah!
I was holding out for goose, myself, but then Craven ran off, in such a craven manner . . .
Yes - is onomatoepeiac (I CANNOT spell that word!) an appropriate descriptor for the situation of the name delineating the character - as in this pusillanimous person's case?
no, Boss, although i don't recall the correct term . . . onomatapoetic phrases are "sound words or phraes"--biff, boom, bam, tick-tock, ding-a-ling . . . you know . . . (i can't be sure i spelled it correctly, neither, Boss)
perhaps, as of now, we may refer to such happenchances as "de Kereisms?"
