
Oh what cruel jokes we play on kids.

I'm sorry you have boggled me I don't do Harlequin is that like a court jester? The one the makes me laugh is infamy, I can still remember a old comedy, I think it was a porridge skit, "What, what do you mean why am I hiding? I'm hiding because he has it infamy ...

That would work but you would have to make sure they have never been to England or know anything about England other wise you are the one who might get the shock. LOL....

What can I say I just can't help myself

Groovy, How's your father is another term fro getting a leg over, doing the horizontal bop. or what other term you would like to use for the act of pro creation .

LOL I got one of those messages the other day, for the first time. I don't post reviews as I have a bad habit of ruining the book for others who might read my review. My son has given up asking about books I have read if he wants to read then as I give to much away. And he wont ask about books we are reading together that's even worse. I once asked how he felt about a certain situation and was told he wasn't that far yet and thanks for ruining another book LOL. He did finish the book but never asked me about it again.

Oh my, how dare they make arrangements like that on line... Tis was on a vegetarian web page message board LOL. It doesn't shock or surprise me, but why scones? I guess if it was a farmers web page it would be come on over and make hay and then...

Wow anthrax you are one tough lady to be able to take that it a real killer.

Quick question Ori you are not trying to live up to Stephen Kings book Insomnia are you?
Work is where I go to catch up on sleep.

The real pisser is Nyquil doesn't work.

careful the ground cover doesn't grow on you, or you will be the hill is alive with the sound of music.

Ori my friend close to dating yourself, but you left out one colorful word.
What is a Duck's favorite color? Orange

OH no we are back to the chicken jokes again...
What is an eggs favorite board game? Scramble

I am flabbergasted at the amount of good old information flying around.

What a wonderful hostess she has been a real cup cake of a girl...

It is at the fork in the road that we meet big bird...

being part of the herd is not being alone to crowded for me. What happens when the left herd and right herd meet? they are in the middle of the road.