Sounds like your date and I woulda had a good time together at the prom. 
You went to the Prom in the 14th century Lissla? Man! You’re ooooooold.
Craig became a missionary Snickers. He spread the Word of his God to the savages in the jungles of Nicaragua. The killed him and ate him. The really odd thing is, they weren’t known for being cannibals before Craig showed up. He was just so annoying they had to kill him and eat him just to shut him up. Now you know… the rest of the story.
Oh, Rue, you’re just jealous, because you, um, probably weren’t born when I was in the 8th grade…
Anyway, I know Craig went to Baltimore Polytechnic High School, because he was all scientific and stuff. But I’ve never found him via any people search or alumni search, so you could be right about the cannibal thing, although you’d think it would have made the news in Baltimore, seein’s as how that’s not the usual demise of Baltimorons.
So, Craig, are you a Doper? Call me! We’ll do lunch!!
Ok, fine, my lovely post about shopping angst got nuthin! What are we yammering about - Proms - ugh.
I went to three proms! With the same guy. But not in the same dress shiver that would have been insta-mortification high school style.
Prom one: My junior prom, the year was 1989 and the dress was teal with lots of lace.
Prom two: His senior prom, the year was also 1989 and the dress was baby blue with a lot of sequins and poofy sleeves.
Prom three: My senior prom, the year was 1990 and the dress was teal, mega petticoated with poofy sleeves and little pearls. I was the belle of the ball except we were in MA and everyone else was in short little cocktail numbers… Oh well.
Thankfully, Parallax rescued me from the above BF in college and we’ve been together happily ever after ever since 
Oh and Swampy in college I had a friend who broke up with his girlfriend and she turned into a lesbian for a little while (she’s now married to a guy and has a baby) we had no end of fun teasing him about that though. The worst thing was trying to explain to her that I did not like the woman she was dating because she was a controlling user bitch and not because she was a woman. I didn’t care who her partner was as long as they treated her well.
I was just thinking, we haven’t said enough about owl poop yet. Which got me to wondering, would there be a market for fake owl poop. You know like to play practical jokes on people who have plastic owls attached to their decks, roofs and whatever? Wouldn’t it be fun to have some fake owl poop to put all around the plastic owls? OOH! Fake pink flamingo poop would be fun too! I think I just may have come up with the idea that’s gonna make me millions! Fake bird poop of all kinds. Just think, fake bird poop to put on the roofs and windows of people’s cars, especially after they just washed their cars! Hours and hours of fun for the whole family I tell ya! Watch for the infomercial soon.
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swampy, you do mean that the fake pink flamingo poop would be pink itself, right? That would be a hoot! (speaking of owls…) 
I don’t need fake bird poop - the real thing got my van yesterday.
Well, duh! Of course pink flamingo poop would be pink!
Know what else has occured to me? Since birds poop on the fly, they also probably pee on the fly. Just think, who knows how much bird pee may be on each and every one of us at any given time. :eek:
Not to mention when you swim in lakes, rivers, streams, oceans, public pools…
Actually, I believe the reason bird poop is so runny is because it is poop mixed with pee… they don’t have separate functions like we do.
So actually its bird poopee. HAH! I slay me sometimes!
Swampbear, you and my cousin Chris would have been seventies stylin’ bookends, prom edition. His tux was the burnt orange/sienna brown version of yours and he had the frizzy perm, big tinted glasses, and tall shoes. I’ve only seen pictures and lemmee tell ya, I’m glad I’ve destroyed all copies of my prom pictures because we have too much fun snickering over his.
My date looked quite nice in his traditional black tux. He too disappeared after graduation, though I’ve heard rumors he was a Big Man in Campus Politics, so I don’t think cannibals got him. It was much worse we fear, possibly Republicans. (I kid, sorta. they really were republicans)
Fish poop, plant poop, bird poopee, and bugs-- all good reasons I shy away from ponds for swimming.
Tanookie, I noticed your shopping angst! I am not experiencing any shopping ennui at the moment. Too many cute shoes for that. I’ve got candy contentment though. I haven’t wanted any sort of candy since before Easter and that’s just wrong.
After I broke off my engagement, he found a chick from Hawaii and moved down there. I think he’s still there. Hawaii would suit him- he was studying to be a marine biologist. Not a whole lot of marine anything in Toronto.
Haven’t heard from him in five years, I think. Wow.
I feel this weird compulsion to email him and ask how he’s doing.
I was going to take advantage of my extended 15 minute lunch break to pop in here and post something utterly worthless on the subject of plastic lawn ornaments and scarecrows.
But then I figured it would probably rapidly evolve into a depressing, Not At All Appropriate For The MMP Thread tear-jerker about how my selfish desire for a set of lawn flamingos led to the tragic death of my neighbor’s cat or something, so I changed my mind.
Y’all can get back to your 16th century fashion discussion (or whatever this is) now.
Ex you should know by now that pink flamingoes are always on topic (well, as on topic as the MMP gets) in the MMP. Pink flamingo, indeed, all forms of yard art are always good here.
I swear, what were we smoking…err… thinking back then! :eek:
If you do e-mail him Lissla, ask him what color flamingoe poop is and if he knows any cannibals. Don’t explain, just ask.
And it’s about derned time we hit the second page! At this rate we’ll never crack Page Four this week!
But Rue we’re without one of our most profilic MMPers this week remember? Kallessa is deposing New York City this week. Does that mean she’ll be the new mayor or is she just gonna declare it a separate kingdom and become emperess or something?
It doesn’t help that I post my little heart out and the only thing people care about is where I mention bird poop!
waaah
I’m just going to have to climb up all the posts and swan dive off of the P in the MMP!
Ya know, you’re right, tanookie - too much puke and poop in the MMP. We need to raise the bar just a bit. Perhaps haute cuisine, or haute couture, or haute ecole (I had to look in a dictionary to find that one) or perhaps hauteur?
Or we could talk about me. I’m a fascinating topic. really.
This stoopid cold has caused me to not have lots of stuff to post about. See, after frolicking and festing on Saturday, I was planning on getting my brand new in lots of pieces in a big box gazebo put up on Sunday. But, NO I had to have a cold in stead. So there went me going on and on about how good my new gazebo looks at the pool and how I put out all the lounge chairs and tables around the pool and about how Club Swampy is now open for the season. So, see, because of this stoopid cold, I got nuttin’ to talk about. Stoopid, stoopid cold!
I do not have a haute couture prom dress cause back in 1966 it wasn’t cool to go to the prom, besides bf at the time was working the late shift in the box making factory where he was earning college money for the summer. He probably wouldn’t have gone anyway cause he was kind of a snobby preppy type. He ended up being shot at by drug dealers in Brooklyn and came home with his tail between his legs never to venture out again. Last I heard he was driving a short school bus.
I do have a haute aul, though. It’s a Great Horned one that roosts in the pine trees in front of my house. There are plenty of rodents in the neighborhood since it borders a high school’s property. Never actually found poop or pellets but Mr. Anachi once found a pigeon foot.