Cool. It’s August 10 where I am, too.
Bump.
Cool. It’s August 10 where I am, too.
Bump.
And a full week between bumps! We might be getting the hang of this.
Bump. (Guess not)
The thread has gone dormant for a week or two in the past. It always comes back.
Bump.
Heck I’VE gone dormant for a week or two in the past.
Bump.
Bumperstilzkin
Bump an angel good morning,
And let her know you think about her
When you’re gone
Ask not what your country can bump for you. Ask what you can bump for your country.
Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers bumped forth, on this continent, a new nation . . .
We hold these bumps to be self-evident: that all bumpers are created equal…
The world will little note, nor long remember, what we bump here …
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember’d;
We few, we happy few, we band of bumpers; . . .
Shakespeare! I like it!
To bump or not to bump; that is the question…
Bump your courage to the sticking place, and we’ll not fail.
Aye, there’s the bump.
But bump, what stoat from yonder window breaks ?
Rosemary; that’s for remembrance.
Pray you, love, remember (to bump) me.
Happy Bumpday to you. Happy Bumpday to you. . . .
That which we call a bump by any other name would smell as sweet.
That is an image that will linger. I generally don’t smell bumps.
Under the category of bumps you don’t want to have - - Sweet’s Syndrome.
Signs and symptoms include:
Well, we’ve grown this thread into considerable size.
Another bump.