You are probably being too genteel.
Uhoh...Cousin Flossie and that cat...well, we don't talk about it much....
But, they make such a sweet couple. Oh, that is for another thread. :wink:
i know you didn't mean it, cos you winked when you said it...
You're right. He is kinda weird.
This does not make him any less lovable.
Fewer and fewer are answering this thread. I hardly answer it myself anymore. It's suffering a long, grueling death. Please -- lets put it out of its misery and end it now. We wouldn't let a dog suffer like this.
NickFun wrote:Fewer and fewer are answering this thread. I hardly answer it myself anymore. It's suffering a long, grueling death. Please -- lets put it out of its misery and end it now. We wouldn't let a dog suffer like this.
But we are humans, and it is quite illegal to end the long, terrible death agony of a human.
I have it on very good authority that this thread is grateful for every moment that has been added to its life. Suffering or now, it breathes. It sees the sunlight (well, flourescent light anyway). It can smell my coffee in the mornings. It may not be a very happy thread due to the infestation under which it is suffering. But it is glad to be alive, no matter under what circumstances.
[Confidential to dlowan: I met Region once. You're quite right.]
jespah wrote:You're right. He is kinda weird.
This does not make him any less lovable.
Only some kinds of weirdness affect lovability.
I think he's kinda cute myself........
for a microbe.
Well, there are the invertebrate, er ... I've said too much already.
jespah wrote:Well, there are the invertebrate, er ... I've said too much already.
You KNOW we will never let that rest, so you may as well tell us now.
The invertebrate WHAT?
Not.........?
NOT............?
Not CLASPERS???!!!!!
Claspers the Friendly Ghost?
J
This thread still going?
Mine shall be the last post....
Do I make myself clear?
Stop aiming that thing at my Claspers the friendly ghost post. It spoils the pun, er, fun..... .
anyone who posts after this is risking a good old fashioned clasping by yours truly...
nyah-nyah-nyah!!!
Region can't catch me!
hold still, dammit... now, turn a little to the left... that's it, thaaaaaaaaaat's right, good... goooooooooood...
I could be three miles away before he had moved a semimillimetre.
