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Apr 23, 2009 10:41AM

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Very good. I'm glad this is settled. Vanity is not my vice! I've got plenty of others...

That's because she doesn't. You should see what she has been blogging about you.
Hee-hee.
I like you, of course, Doni. You obstreperous cow.
I like you, of course, Doni. You obstreperous cow.


Hm. This may be another of those times when people don't get you. STAY STRONG.

Just noticed this. Your "about me" -- is this necessary to state? -- is awful.

Translation:
Doni, you wrote: "Then eat me." That makes you the food, right? And Tom would be the one doing the eating. Straightforward up to now.
Well, even though you're asking Tom to be nice, I wouldn't trust him to oblige you. Thus I've made the assumption - Tom is not gonna play nice. And the not-so-nice children have little respect (sorry Tom for some reason you've suddenly become a child for the sake of reasoning). They - bad children - tend to play with their food instead of eating it. And that's like a torture to the food.
[Please bear with me, I'm gonna go into another analogy...:]
Take for example a cat (Tom) with a mouse (Doni) - before he eats it, he might pounce on it, slap it around a little, nibble but let it live.... That's what cats do, that's their nature, but it's cruel. Hence the reminder - "don't play with food."
I don't understand why you didn't get that.
(hint: auto-irony)

Okay, DON'T do that!
DAMMIT, woman! Snails may be essential to the ecosystem, and not lacking in a certain aesthetic, but for Christ's sake, they are slow-moving, cold, and SLIMY! I lived on a ranch, stepped barefoot in cow pies, got wood ticks in my HEAD, leeches on my LEGS, bat shit in my HAIR, and dead mice in my drinking water. So I like to think I know a little about the boundaries that should exist between us and Mother Nature.
You know, this makes me think of a house down the road from where I currently live in verdant south Jersey, where the featured "lawn decoration" is a full-size OUTHOUSE. Yeah, an outhouse -- half-moon cutout on the door and everything. It's revolting to anyone with any EXPERIENCE with an actual outhouse -- your first thought is, "Oh God, that smell... at their front door??"
Only people who have not lived cheek-to-jowl with the earth want to cozy up to her in all situations. The rest of us know better, and keep our distance. As God is my witness, I will NOT engage in or acknowledge any further discussion of snail/human interface from this moment forward.
Think upon your error of thought, Tambolinia, and vow to do better.

Ohhhhh. See, I KNEW you were saying something intelligent.
(Which you have to appreciate as, at least, a baseline in a world where people don't get you. Take it from one who knows all too well.)

Carry on with the snails.
Doni, I feel sorry for you that the beauty of snails doesn't make you feel peace and joy. Poor Doni.
I was a bug-loving, bee-catching, snake-holding kid, myself, but it never bothered me (rather, living in the suburbs, I had to actively seek them out). I'm honestly quite surprised that you're so wimpy about the whole thing. The scars from my childhood come from regrets of treating others badly and/or times when scary adults disciplined me. Not from falling off my cousin's four-wheeler into a giant pile of cow crap. That was the good stuff!
Now, my best friend Marie is a slug and snail-hater, but she lets me be. You seem to be trying to change my mind about my love of mollusks, but you're wasting your metaphorical breath.
I was a bug-loving, bee-catching, snake-holding kid, myself, but it never bothered me (rather, living in the suburbs, I had to actively seek them out). I'm honestly quite surprised that you're so wimpy about the whole thing. The scars from my childhood come from regrets of treating others badly and/or times when scary adults disciplined me. Not from falling off my cousin's four-wheeler into a giant pile of cow crap. That was the good stuff!
Now, my best friend Marie is a slug and snail-hater, but she lets me be. You seem to be trying to change my mind about my love of mollusks, but you're wasting your metaphorical breath.


NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Give me a little time here. I know there's a flaw.
You just inspired me to go buy that lamp! I'm leaving right this minute!!!!!!!!!


But NO! There is a flaw! Just let me... wait... no, seriously....
Serv, couldn't you step in here? A comment about killing living things? Just until I collect my thoughts.

I hope you're not kidding!! You deserve that lamp.

1) snails/slugs are beautiful and really DO instill a sense of peace and joy. My mom has an outdoor shower in her backyard and one time while I was using it these two slugs crept out of one of the cracks. They were stretching up their little feelers as far as they would go to soak up the mist from the shower. It was lovely and is one of those visual images I know I'll have forever.
2) snails really DO taste yummy drenched in garlic butter.

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la....
Was that The Smurfs theme song? That's what I sing when I close my eyes and ears.
I know it. It's luminating the corner of my bedroom right now, looking beautiful.
Thanks for inspiring me to finally do it!
Thanks for inspiring me to finally do it!
Yes! You complimented two snails today, Doni. We're going to be great friends.
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I actually saw it in the store a couple weeks ago and it's even cuter in person.

Yay! We made Nick puke!
Thanks, Bunny!
Oh good, Gretchen...I love spreading the snail gospel.
Thanks, Bunny!
Oh good, Gretchen...I love spreading the snail gospel.