There’s tea, watercress sandwiches, and ladyfingers on the teatray. Whiskey and dry sherry over on the drinks trolley.
Shouldn’t this thread be called Granny Stuff?
Well, except for the whiskey of course.
Coldfire
Voted Poster Most Likely To Post Drunk
"You know how complex women are"
- Neil Peart, Rush (1993)
Congratulations on hitting 500! Thanks for the refreshments - mmmm, ladyfingers… By the way, do you have any ice?
:: pours herself a spot of tea::
mmmm lady grey… my favorite.
Is there any lemon?
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
Thank you. (lifts pinkie whilst sipping the tea)
(loftily) Do you have any ketchup for the watercress sandwiches? They are a trifle bland.
LOL! She must mean whiskey served in a teacup and referred to as “a little something for my nerves.” 
We struck down evil with the mighty sword of “teamwork” and the hammer of “not bickering.”
:::Cristi whirls in, tossing confetti, blowing noisemakers, and doing the funky chicken:::
Congrats Cher! Woohoo! Woohoo!
:::Cristi whirls out:::
Changing my sig, because Wally said to, and I really like Wally, and I’ll do anything he says, anytime he says to.
Coldfire, I see you’ve never met my grandmother.
An infinite number of rednecks in an infinite number of pickup trucks shooting an infinite number of shotguns at an infinite number of road signs will eventually produce all the world’s great works of literature in Braille.
Are you a barbarian???
Whisky should be drunk neat.
: :picks up the bottle, bites off the top. The top of the bottle. The whole top. Drinks from the jagged glass remains.::
Kinda weak, got anything with some kick?
Ooh, tea!
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Congratulations, cher!
{pours out a stiff whiskey and soda for himself, looking in vain for ice and silently cursing Anglophilia. Raising glass…}
The very best to you, cher, and here’s to the next five hundred!
Mmmmmmm…ladyfingers, you say? Where’s the tea-tray?
(choke) Good Lord…!
Someday I’ll be there too. Congrats. Let’s see how about a cup of tea and a watercress to begin with. No lemon, but just a touch of sugar.
I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.
I am not, sirrah. And as you can see, I am in good company with Ukelele Ike.
Now, if I were to put ice in schnapps…
Sorry about the ladyfingers. Last time I use that bakery. I guess we’d better stay away from the currant buns, hmmm?
Of course, it’s possible those fingers belonged to Surgoshan. Maybe we should count.
Surgoshan said:
Well, no wonder you icked up the bottle, rubbing your tongue all over it like that! :rolleyes:
Congratulations, Cher! I’m not that far away myself!
Now, where’s the bar? Hmmmmm…
“YO! BARKEEP! Milk, neat, in a dirty glass!”
(There! That’ll show Surgo!)
VB
“Rudyard Kipling?”
“Don’t know; I’ve never Kippled!”