Why don’tcha just suck out the sixteen remaining functional neurons with a soda straw?
Wow - the MMP is good for something - it’s getting me to find out more about my semi-new home state.
I already knew that Virginia is for Lovers (then what am I doing here?). But we also have not one, but TWO Official Dramas (Historical Outdoor - “The Long Way Home” , and just plain old Outdoors - “The Trail of the Lonesome Pine Outdoor Drama”). I won’t type everything in from the link I found (all the virginia state symbols you could ever want) , but I am sad & shamed to say we can’t even have a unique state shell - it’s the same as Connecticut and Mississippi - the oyster. Boring! But hey - I drank some of our official state beverage this morning - milk. I am so patriotic.
And for the record - KITTIES KITTIES KITTIES! Awwwww.
Susan
Well, true, that’d be easier, but watching your head explode would be a lot more entertaining don’tcha think? BTW, you got 16? Pfft… I been making do with 4 for years now.
I had to read this a few times! I thought he was asking for something else :eek:
This is what happens when you don’t get to sleep until 4 and your kids wake you up early and your coffee has yet to kick in!
Was there a post-mortem on the North-Central Massachusetts Almost in New Hampshire New England DopeFest in Tanookie’s Back Yard? If so, I missed it.
How’d it go? Have lots of fun?
:eek: Hold it right there! The skeeter is the state Mariine bird, so I did not, in fact, fib.
People posted in the original thread, in LJ, and in the email list… Everyone said they had fun 
I had fun too! The weather did not cooperate but the company was great and there was plenty of food and conversation. It went well enough that I would be willing to do it again. We’re also trying to figure out some interesting daytrips we could all take.
Good. I tried to organize one of those things once and it went over like a lead balloon, mostly because my follow-through wasn’t all it should have been (and I forgot about it). I’m glad yours worked out and everybody had a good time.
And now, two things completely unrelated to anything else in the thread:
- I just got a 19" flat-panel monitor for some reason.
-and-
- My niece is weird. Likes sweet potatos, hates bananas. Babies are stupid.
You may now return to the scintillating state bird discussion.
I knew it, she just looked extra spiffy, with a touch of calico perhaps. Sadly I am truly at capacity-- my two little monsters have enough personality for a whole herd o’cats and in a two bedroom apartment, eek! Someday I’m going to be the crazy animal lady because I won’t stop at just multiple cats. I’m planning an aviary and a yard the size of Texas for all the dogs I plan on dragging home. Plus a pygmy goat and chickens. Also, I’ll have a garden where I will grow my very own black pumpkins, humph.
So what you’re saying Tupug, is that the sago palm while hideously poisonous, doesn’t reach out and grab you like Audrey in Little Shop of Horrors. I will now cross sago palm seeds off my shopping list, who’d have thought it?
I want my car back. Why is it, when your car is in the shop, you suddenly need to go shopping and run errands? On the other hand, I have the perfect excuse to laze on the couch and nap. Yesterday I dreamed that all the guys from the MMP where this one guy driving a big silver pick-up truck. He/they drove up to me while I was waiting for my ride and pointed at me with a laser pointer and yelled something at me but I couldn’t tell what because the windows were rolled up. I don’t think this is a good sign.
Pennsylvania: ruffed grouse.
Need I say more?
Well, I’m in a quandary. On the one hand, no one has invited me to do something interesting yet, so I’m still pouting, but swampy is asking for my cheesy jokes, which seems to defeat the purpose of the terrible things. Oh well, I’ll just keep torturing the rest of you and swampy can enjoy all he wants.
I’ll keep posting these until I have some reason not to pout:
There has long been a rumor that W. R. Grace Co. was going to buy the
Fuller Brush Co. and Mary Kay Cosmetics and then merge with the Hale
Business Systems. This would result in the new mega-corporate entity
Known as . . .
“Hale Mary Fuller Grace.”
A great number of years ago there was a proposed merger between
Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers. Rumor had it that the new company would be called …
Fairwell Honeychild.
When she told me I was average, she was just being mean.
A guy goes to a psychiatrist. “Doc, I keep having these alternating recurring dreams. First I’m a tepee; then I’m a wigwam; then I’m a tepee; then I’m a wigwam. It’s driving me crazy. What’s wrong with me?”
The doctor replies: “Just relax, You’re two tents.”
My son isn’t too fond of banana mush either but likes sweet potato mush. He does like Banana flavored fruit puffs though.
Banana flavored fruit puffs. <snerk> Oh, the JUVENILE comments I could make!
Kalley Hail Mary Fuller Grace.
BWAAAAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAA!!!
Oh, go on Swampy. We did totally overlook the whole “Brown Thrasher” angle. Juvenile away!
The bad and ugly king had a beautiful girl as a captive. Though her beauty shone like a thousand moons (and her moon wasn’t so bad either), the dress she was forced to wear was very unbecoming. She waited day and night, looking out the dungeon window, searching for the knight who would free her. However, every knight was scared away by her dress, which, as I’ve said, was very ugly. She was crying in hopelessness when the evil king jeered…
“See, I told you no knight would rescue a damsel in this dress!!!”
It was announced that Wurlitzer is merging with Xerox. They are going to market…
reproductive organs.
There is a merger in the works involving Polygraph Records, Warner
Brothers, and Keebler. It will be called…
Poly-Warner-Cracker.
Mahatma Ghandi walked barefoot everywhere, to the point that his feet became quite thick and hard. He also was quite a spiritual person. Even when he was not on a hunger strike, he did not eat much and became quite thin and frail. Furthermore, due to his diet, he wound up with very bad breath. Therefore: he came to be known as a : . . .
“Super calloused fragile mystic plagued with halitosis.”
They can get worse, you know.
Ok, Kalley the Ghandi one is straight out of "Reader’s Digest. But the others…
BWAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAA!!!
I’m having people over for a poolside soiree on Saturday. They will be astounded at my new found wit. Or, they’ll drown me. :eek:
Rue I’ve had a lot of fruit puff bananas but they didn’t taste like banana. How’s that?
Ok, I’m ready to be more juvenile now.
How bout a banana, fruit puff?
Want to puff a banana, fruit?
Hey Look! It’s a banana, fruit puff.
Want some banana fruit, puff?
That’s some banana, fruit puff.
Ever seen a fruit puff a banana?
Look fruit, it’s a banana. Puff!
Look its a banana, fruit. Puff!
Ok, I’m done now.
Well, I feel obligated to post in the MMP thread, even tho it’s Tuesday already, but I’m not so sure about following swampy…
So, I’m back. Where’s the marching band and scantily clad young studs to massage my shoulders??
Okay, all you Doper wimmens are hereby invited to sit on my lap. 
One at a time though, ‘cept you Swampy, and don’t think that wig’s foolin’ anybody.
You’re first Kallessa, and don’t mind that lump, it’s just a harmonica in my pocket.
In other news: Yay! FCM’s back! I’d offer to massage your shoulders except that:
a) I’m not scantily clad as far as you know,
b) I most definately ain’t young, and,
c) I most definately ain’t young.
'sides, ifin I did, all the other girls would want some too.
Finally an offer, even if it is generic. Generic as in not mentioning me by name. Hhmph.
Ontario has no state bird, not being a state and all. If it has a bird, I imagine it’s the Giant Stupid Obstructive Canada Goose. They should make hunting the damn things legal all year. We’ve got herds, and they don’t even migrate any more because stupid tourists feed them!