What d'ya do on New Years Eve?

uhUH no fellating lions for me, hello have you seen how they're hung!?

Er, now, Lion - gruntled is merely the opposite of disgruntled - and then verbed. Ain't no call to get all fellatious about it...

Indeed, both fellatio and Freud are fallacious - in this caseous...

Ohkay, so you so dont wanna know what my last two google searches were ...

but I'm gonna tell you, anyway.

so, like, since i havent, myself, actually ever noticed how lions are hung - and turned out not to know what, you know, their thingie is called ...

still, this is not the result i expected for lion penis

<frowns>

also, wondered whether i could google up that "blue" thread. can't. but, instead, i found this for
blue site:abuzz.com ...

cuuurioouus cross-section of threads, huh? <blinks>



(fyi - there was this time when abuzz installed this fourletterword-filter, like we have here now too - except that, there, if you tried posting something with **** in it, it just wouldnt - you'd get an error message. 'xcept, the filter didnt work right initially, and it seemed to just refuse som of your posts randomly. one long thread we found out that it was the word "blue" - if your post included the word "blue", it wouldnt go through. "blues" was ok, but not "blue". dont remember how we found out, but it was something to do with a poster called "blueman". ok, so you had to be there.)

I guessed that.

hmmmmmmmm -

My Gawd, from champagne, to grunts, to music, to the Bear's tongue in cheek...to the rabbit's hair that has been washed and she can't do a thing with it(and the inverse)...to Abe Lincoln's log cabin...

Log cabin? UhOh...and here we are in politics....

Anyone want some pork chops and fried apples..now that's soul food...

Hey, Ironl...will you please get a handle that is easier to spell?

Goodnight, yawl.

From Florida

Let's see, where were we...

We had dinner at a wonderful little restauranté de comida Mexicana tradícíonal where we were served four courses, interrupted by three shots of premium tequila.

--The appetizer, sopesitos, came with Don Julio Silver;

--the first course, a cream of poblano pepper soup, arrived with Don Julio Reposado;

--the second course was camarones Diablo with Don Julio Añejo;

--and finally dessert, tres leches y café Mexicano.

Following that we adjourned next door to a happy little Irish pub called The Harp to ring in the New Year.

Mrs. Diddie had a couple of Grey Goose and tonics prior to our meal; finished off a bit more than half of my tequilas during and had more vodka as well as buttery nipples after. And champagne (a couple of glasses) at midnight. We left right after that and were in bed by one.

About 3 pm she got up to talk to Ralph on the big white phone in the bathroom. And again at 4, and 5, and 6, and 7 and a couple more times through the morning.

She ate nothing on New Year's Day; in fact could barely stand drinking water.

Yesterday I left to play golf at 10 am; returned home about 5 pm and she had barely left the bed all day.

She felt good enough today to accompany me to the Richmond Arms for some fish, chips and football.

(We still haven't consummated 2004. Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow.)

yeh , iLZ, at least learn to spell your name correctly.
You illiterate doofus.

Oh, the irony.

Can you two cut it out!? <rolls eyes, theatrical sigh>
'S like herding a flock of cats, I'm tellin' ya ...

<walks off and slaps some random kids over their head with his gold-handled walking stick>

ok, sell muss gedo sei.

Only because I love you.

LOL!

Well, I'll accept that.

Me too.

Well, that was a most unusual new years eve...

(this year's, I mean )

spent the eve in the ER. Bean with a 104.9 fever.
up all night crying and screaming.
>sigh<
happy new year..

Oh, my God, wolf lady. Are you ok, honey? The bean will be fine, now. Children often run a highter fever than adults. We love you here.

Dinner with friends.


I think I'll do a dinner party this year...(mor edinner parties and entertaining generally is a sort of mebbe New Year's resolution for me...I don't really do them, the resolutions, I mean...I haven't done a dinner party for yonks, though, which is the point of the irresolution...))

I went to sleep at 9:00 p.m. woke up to gunfire and fireworks at Midnight and went back to sleep.