I’ll rush right out and buy some velcro and double-stick carpet tape-I’m sure the occasion will arise when I will realize that these are the very things I need for some reason or other.
Well? Does anybody have one? Or more than one? I’ll join this clique if there’s at least one person with a chicken. See, I have a remote control, and somewhere in the bowels of this house is my old Lionel train, but I don’t have any chickens. We need at least one remote control, model train, and chicken between us. Then we can be:
Oh, yes, I don’t know how I managed to bumble through life before someone invented the glue gun. I wore out my first one, and am working on number two.
(wails)The Mariners just lost 15-4! How can this be? How can they be so good, and then so bad?
Yes, I live about 30 miles S of the Canadian border, approx 80 miles N of Seattle. Not that I feel much like admitting it right now.
Um, if you look at the OP I was wondering if I belonged to any clique. I had no intention of starting one. If nominated I will not run; if elected I will not serve.
But if people want to get together and flirt here, I’ll go mix some margaritas.
It is too your clique, the person who brings everyone together, no matter what the original intention, is the founder of the cult-uh, I mean clique.
Don’t be a killjoy, darlin’, you can’t back out now that we have all these wonderful people, a spendid name, a mascot, and margaritas.
Come on, now, lets go over in the corner and work on some rules no one will follow.
First rule: We promise never to call it the dropzone clique. That sound like it should be a football play, and besides we already have the name covered.
Got any ideas for rule number two?
What’s the matter, is that light too bright for you? Here, let me turn down the dimmer switch. Now, what were you saying, hon?
I’ve been meaning to do that for a long time, but somehow it never seemed appropriate.
Sorry so tardy!
Yeah, so am I, but you have to admit-this year the M’s are cookin’! Amazing how soon you can get used to this “top of the division” thing. Sorta’ makes up for all of those other years…I’m sure you will find out one of these days, hmmmmm?
The Pirates have had their glory years. In fact, I was at the last World Series game they ever lost–Game 4 of the 1979 Series in Pittsburgh. (They later came back and beat the Orioles 4 games to 3.)
<MysterEcks smiles fondly in rememberance…and then realizes it means he’s middle aged.>
Anyway, under current ownership and small-market conditions, the Bucs have entered the long cold night. I don’t expect that to change any time soon.