Eating cookies as I type. Here, have one.
Fuzzy, fuddled, flaked out this morning…
God created coffee for times such as these.
Harrumph, uh, hummm [slurp]… Ah, good morning all!
Ice cream for breakfast?
Just chocolate cake, thank you.
Kale isn’t a breakfast dish, is it?
Louisiana, maybe; if okra isn’t available.
Moving on to lunch…
Okra Seafood Gumbo.
Please, I’d rather not.
Quick, what happened to “N”? (Chessie)
Ninja took it?
Really, am I expected to be perfect? (sorry, I’m having an off day today)
Sorry,** s**he’s having an off day today.
There was no room at the “N.”
Understandable.
Very.
Why, what a roomful of nice gentlemen!
eXactly what’s wrong Cheshire?
You skipped the “X”, Mr. 78. :dubious: