Maybe there’s an international avian conspiracy.
Not fair, dwyr. That’s emotional abuse, that is- showing us pictures of cute widdle kittens and not letting us bargain you out of them. Two whole grownup cats! You can borrow my husband, too! He’s cute!.
This time a made a noise like
undefined EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeEEEEE!
A houppelande is a big robe-type garment. Lots of fabric. Late 14th early 15th century. Now you’ve learned something.
Stupid copding. And stupid overly cute kittens.
If not for Bumbazine, lightingtool and swampear this thread would be sapping my life energy like one of those life energy sapping space aliens in that science fiction story I read that one time.
Skeet shooting with a six-pounder field gun! Why didn’t I think of that? I bet I could get an entire 25 pound bag of #9 in there. Whadaya think? Overloading?
Ex, I vote for overcompensating. But then again, that’s why I think most men like to make things explode.
Hmmmm, sugar free Red Bull? If my regular can of Red Bull sounds like Alan Rickman, would that mean sugar free sounds like an angry Alan Rickman? Like when it all started to go bad in Die Hard? Since your can isn’t talking at all, perhaps Alan is so angry he’s suffered a fit of apoplexy. That’s a very angry can you gots there, I would be worried too. You might not want to open it alone.
screech-owl, :smack: I meant mama and her TWO cubs. So, a total of three bears, but only two cubs.
Bumba! You devil, you! 
Yep, musta been someone else; I’ve never even been to Hawaii.
The weather here today is beeee-YOOOO-ti-ful! Why, oh why, am I here at work?! Oh, yeah, that’s right; gotta pay those bills. I plan to stop on my way home and buy a nice case of Fat Tire Ale to start the weekend off correctly. Then, I’m gonna plant the plants I bought LAST weekend, THEN, I’m gonna try and clean the house, and well, by then I should have had about five or six of those Fat Tires, so I should be good and ready for a round of Horse under the ol’ basketball hoop with the neighbors. Sorry Ex, I got no manly stuff for you today…I am a woman, after all.
After I plant everything, I’ll put my squirrel sprinkler out…that should make my dog happy. He goes absolutely insane whenever he spies one, which is about every flippin’ 20 minutes at my house!
Taters
Rue’in the fact she has to work…
Nope, that’s why we set things on fire. Related feelings of inadequacy result in the construction of skyscrapers and towers, and the driving of big red pickup trucks.
We make things explode because it’s just that damned cool.
This truly made me laugh out loud! Thanks!
I live to serve.
The driving influence behind my desire to get those ME degrees was to learn how to properly blow things up in a professional and sophisticated manner.
So, does it sprinkle things with squirrels, or does it sprinkle squirrels? And if so, what type of sprinkles?
I like sprinkles.
And Ex, I haven’t forgotten that you referred to cats as ‘vermin’. I haven’t forgiven you, either. And so… Dresses! Frilly pink things! Underwire discussion! Nail polish! and most of all
kittens!
I counter your silly little vermin-infant post with this. Or maybe this.
Those gots “manly” written all over 'em.
OK, somebody’s gotta help Ex out before he blows a gasket. So, it might as well be me. I mentioned that I am planning to put a gazebo up this weekend which would involve power tools, sweating, grunting, and profanity. All things which would make Ex feel better. However, it is raining as we speak and shows no sign of letting up all weekend.
But, I will put the guts of the gazebo together in my garage tomorrow. The putting together of such will involve, since it is in a gazillion pieces, the use of a power driven screwdirver, sweat since it’s hot in my garage, and because it’s me lots of profanity since I will do it by myself. And also, since it’s me, I will pause and drink several beers in the process.
That do it for ya Ex ol’ buddy?
Out of respect for Ex - at least as much respect as I can muster at the moment - I won’t mention that today is my baby’s senior prom and she’s about to go get her hair done and I ironed her prom dress earlier and later I’ll be taking pictures of her and all her friends… I’ll just say, um, we installed the back seat in my van, and that involved some heavy lifting. Plus it had been in the garage - that’s a manly sort of place. Except for all the stuffed animals we have stored in there.
Lissla Lissar, It sprinkles all and sundry with water you big silly! It’s little brown squirrel with a sprinkler head in the top of the squirrel’s head.
I still don’t have any manly stuff for Ex, other than we’ll be playing some cards and imbibing in “adult” beverages this evening. We’ll even be playing for money. It’s gotta be MY turn to win, so wish me luck. Lemme see here, 11 people playing at five bucks a head, that would be a $55.00 pot! We plan to play at least three rounds, so at $55.00 bucks per pot, that would be $165.00 bucks!
On the girly front, my good friend just came over with her little four year old who had her hair all done up in a ballerina bun. She was wearing her little ballerina tutu, it was just tooooooo cute!
It’s beautiful and sunny outside so I guess I better get to plantin’ my plants and setting out my squirrel sprinkler so the plants can have a drink too.