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Jul 06, 2009 03:29AM

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He missed the jungle and all that stuff. Sound good?

Anyway, here goes...
We hear a dragging sound and a grunt of effort. For a moment there is silence, and then there is an indescribable sound - a sort of sucking, slurping noise, like an army marching through a swamp. Then a deep belch, somehow rotund with satisfaction.
OK, that's done.


Anyway, one bone looks much like the rest. No-one will ever notice.

I've decided to build a fence around Horace and charge admission to see him. I am betting that it would also make a great tool for parents when encouraging their children to clean their rooms. I'm just sayin'...
My son panicked when he noticed the UPS truck in front of the house, unmanned. He has been waiting for the return of his XBox 360 which was sent back to Microsoft for repair (It had come down with the RRoD...Red Rings of Death) Fortunately, the package was in the truck and he retrieved it with no problems. Additionally he found several books from Amazon, a flat screen TV from Costco, a popcorn maker from Target and a 6 month supply of Viagra which I promptly took away from him. Not that my husband needs it, but I could make a killing on eBay with that.
The roses did need a trim, though I would have only gone a couple inches, not feet. It's the whole denial thing, thank you for being there for me and taking the choice away. Hey, they will grow back.
Tree, shmee...who needs it? It made for shade, which isn't good for roses.
As for the demons, we had this ultra devout religious family living on the street. They drove everyone batty with their constant proselytizing. No more my friends. Seems they tried to approach Horace about visiting their services. The demons got them first, then Horace finished them off. So now both the demons and the religious fanatics are gone, but Horace has a horrible case of indigestion with a flatulence kicker.
All in all the week was great, and I'm thrilled to see that you were all here caring for my home and plants. Knowing how dependable you are, perhaps next year I'll go away for 2 weeks and see what you all come up with!

By the way, I was just looking for one of my Bichons, my desert tortoise and my parrot. They seem to be missing...any ideas?


I have been contemplating using the UPS truck as either a large planter for my roses or a Bed and Breakfast. What do you think?

Excellent suggestion. Better than my other idea of making Horace their room "steward"

I see that Bob, um, "went missing." Bob was the witch doctor hired to keep the demons away. I won't ask any questions, but if the rest of his tribe come looking for him...I was never here. (Oh, and I'm sure Horace would make friends with them too!)
BTW - A memorial for Bob will be held in my cube this evening. You are welcome to come by and pay your respects.


Bob will be missed. Too bad we *cough, cough* don't know what happened to him.
Oh, and Uniquely, I haven't seen one live animal. Maybe they are hiding from all the excitement. Yeah, I'm sure that's what they are doing!

Horace has quite a voracious appetite, does he not?


winks back in Renee's general direction

Really, as long as he's caged, he'll be fine. He does have some impulse control issues. But with a lot of love, and little physical contact he'll improve.



I'm glad your fingers are re-attached, merely a flesh wound, I'm sure.



I was wondering if VV can visit with Horace

i think they'd be great together!
Dark green dragons, once they mature, appear to become an entirely different species. However, this isn't true. Rather, they burrow underground and get nutrients from their vines. These vines are sometimes referred to as Dragon Grass. These dragons are very violent, and will use their vines to capture, kill, and eat anything that moves, as well as nearby plants. Luckily, their range is limited, and they cannot use magic. Dark green dragons tend to be easy to spot since they usually kill all plants around them and thus are usually surrounded by a large clearing.



That would be fabulous! Thank you!

*drops TFireWithin off with VV next to Horace and leaves*

*hair flaps from Horace's massive belch. Little bits of dragon vine splatter all over*
Whew- I dunno, it doesn't look encouraging to me. I'm going to shower.

Horace just doesn't seem to want to share his garden.
Bad Horace! You need to play nice!


Maybe Horace can be re-habilitated. I'm sure some plant therapy could be just the thing!
So, Horace, tell me how you feel?


YES, Horace you DO owe me a new shirt. Preferably one from Banana Republic or Anthropology. ;) Uh, hu! You owe me big... don't try to put this off on UM.
The good news...Green Daisy, it looks like VV might still have a fighting chance! *cleans bits of hot dog and re-plants in a handy-dandy pot of soil*

Maybe we should move the replanted VV away from Horace, far away.

Just to remind you:
Dragons - wingspan like a Jumbo jet, fire breathing (or acid belching); thousands of years old, horde treasure, hold deep conversations. Masters of magic, armoured like a tank, can shape shift into human form - those are dragons. I'm not sure what exactly she's got, but they're NOT dragons.
Was Smaug a vine? Salaadrex?Abazigal? Nn'issthanlaxassil?
No, exactly. I rest my case.
And who amongst us would have the best case for being a master of dragons and dragonlore?
Well, Gwen, obviously. But who after her??
I rest my other case.

Yep, you had a lot of beer. You aren't even talking like Paul anymore. I can hear the slur in your typing.

"Haa-ip-py Buuuurrrrpday to meeee *hic*"
I think it's cute.

"Haa-ip-py Buuuurrrrpday to meeee *hic*"
I think it's cute."
On the cruise, the funniest thing was when all the drunks showed up for the muster drill. Not even left port yet, maybe 2 hours on the ship and they are already 4 sheets to the wind. I wish I had brought my camera to the drill.

I'm afraid of cruise ships. Well, not the ship itself, but the ocean that it's in and the Titanic possibilities for death out there. I think I'd have a life jacket on the entire time and I'd be next to the little life boats as much as possible.
I'd knock people out for my lifeboat. Just so everyone knows. You're on a ship with me, and we start sinking, I am not covering your ass. It's all about me then. I'm not a hero, and I'm okay with that.

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