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Wed 22 Nov, 2006 07:29 pm
I read some dingbats topic about winning a million $ so I went down to the quick-step easy-swipe store and bought one of those scratch lotto tickets and I won 1$ so I bought a Reeses pieces.
Smart move--they're much better than the peanut butter cup . . .
I'd buy me a red Porsche, and an island on which to drive it around in circles. What else?
dyslexia wrote:Setanta wrote:Smart move--they're much better than the peanut butter cup . . .
are not.
Are, too . . . Poopity head . . .
I'da bought a Zagnut, though . . .
Ok already, now i am in ceral **** just cause the lady Diane said I shouldn't have said "'some dingbat"
Oh, wait. I don't think Heph is a dingbat, any more than any of us were on the road to thinking. Or are now, for that matter.
I heard about the guy that won a million dollars in the Polish lottery. It's broken down in payments of $1 a year for a million years.
Hi, Diane!
Heph expresses her thoughts freely, which is good. I like her a lot. Don't make funnaher, you poopity head.
ossobuco wrote:Oh, wait. I don't think Heph is a dingbat, any more than any of us were on the road to thinking. Or are now, for that matter.
Now, you, osso, put a name to "some dingbat".
Or go ahead and make funnaher, long as she knows she has backup.
Remember the guy who bet regularly on the lottery while acknowledging that he was more likely to be hit by lightening? He won and then was hit by lightening.
Easy enough to search, Calamity. These folks can do that.
My favorite was the one about the guy in New Jersey who won many, many millions--and, of course was immediately besieged by friends and relatives. He told them that he would have a meeting with them on all no such and such a date, then had his house painted and bought a new boat, which he parked in the drive.
Everybody showed up a few days later, and he was gone. The painters told them he had vamoosed right after payin' them. Nobody has seen him since.
OK here's the real deal, when the lady Diane gets pangs of gluttony she buys Ghirardelli 70% cacao chocolate and I buy GIANT Reeses peatnut butter cups.
Les see, I'd buy Dys a new sock. A clean one. One that isn't stiff.
Make of that what you will.
I remember being where Heph is now, though I was one-silent-woman.
I've no baggage re where she alights on opinion. I just like that someone thinks and verbalizes this stuff. Such wasn't available so readily in my days of ponderence.
You talk like an old git, osso, and you're not!
You're a fairly youngish one, wouldn't you say?
Ok so it was Hepi who wanted to win the million and save all the pretty horses. I've had horses and I've had mules. You can get the atention of mules with a 2 x 4 across the head, horses, on the other hand.
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