The penguin’s car breaks down in a small town in Texas; he finds the only garage in town and is told to go cool his heels for an hour. So he strolls down to the Main Strip, and, being a penguin, start feeling very hot pretty soon. So he buys himself an ice cream to cool off.
So, he gets back to the garage, and the mechanic looks up at him, stares at him for a minute, and says “looks like you’ve blown a seal.”
And the penguin, frantically trying to wipe the remnants of the ice cream off his lips, says “no, no, I was just eating ice cream!”
… Well, we’re talking about penguins, right…?
{{{Sari}}}
Back to irk after a pleasant weekend of not-internet. Good food, fun shopping, went into San Francisco to find that the farmer’s market only runs until 2 pm (it was 4 when we got there…).
Got to work today and took the first step on Getting Back Into (a) Shape: I ordered the basic stretching & beginner moves karate DVD from my former sensei in St. Paul; if I can go a month or so stretching out everyday and it doesn’t hurt, I’ll start going to actual classes.
Meanwhile, resuming my duties as iceberg watch on the Titanic.
Things like this cause the baby matzoh stories, pal!
Shabot Shalom, all.
…Do you guys think they’d burn a cross on my lawn if I had a Nativity Scene with a little penguin looking into the manger?
I’ve seen nativity scenes at Halloween with skeletons & ghosts & such. It is remarkably scary if done right.
flytrap I want an inflatable kangaroo as a conversation piece in the livin’ room.
I like one hunnert percent cotton shirts. A lot. There’s a problem with ‘em though. They must be ironed. I do not like to iron. Why yes I have spent an hour and twenty minutes ironin’ shirts. Why do you ask?
I may has a Kitteh!! I am so excited.
See this thread I started for the deets.
Click here for a pic of the cutie:
Your kitteh is wearing a tuxedo! We had one, growing up, and he was the smartest little guy ever. Guess what wr named him. Hint: my calico cat was named Calico and we had a black cat named Blackie. Here’s hoping all my Tuxedo’s goodness is found anew in your little tuxedo kitteh.
So skettie for dinner or stroganof? Either way these mushrooms need to be cooked tonight.
Hugs for all who needs 'em and a happy weekend everyone!
Apes you should get a mod to retitle your thread to “I Got Adopted By A Cat”. 
***SQUEEEEEE!!! *** I love Tuxedo Kittehs
What’s with all the penguin hate, flytrap? 
I went tonight to setup my table for tomorrow’s show. I’ve done this show for several years but this is the first time that I haven’t had to lug all my stuff up a flight of stairs. Unfortunately being the first floor noob, I was about 75% of the way setup and some lady told me that I had all my stuff facing the wrong direction. :smack: Practice makes perfect, I guess.
ETA: Ashes, mushrooms are evil anyway you serve them!
Calumny! Mushrooms taste like dirt and are awesome! Well, when raw. When cooked <properly, not slimey-like> they are just little yummy sponges.
I am ingesting a hot coffee. Also chocolate vodka. Also Kahlua. Also whipped cream.
That’s way too much drink and I don’t have that many cups, so they’re all in one. And they’re delicious! Now, where’s my inflatable kangaroo with the penguin in the pocket…
I’m fine. I popped in to comment in ATMB due to a minor issue and got to thinking about the Mummpers. Hello, Swampy, Doggio, FCM, BooFae et al!
I don’t have much time anymore, due to 3 PT jobs, but I’m mostly good. Hope you all are well. I’ll try to find time to pop back soon. I’m working this weekend (Sat), so who knows…
I just want to know…why.
Dr. Sidenschwartz says it’s because Mama Plant didn’t have enough money to give me Christmas presents.
I think it’s because I just need to know WHY THESE DAMN PENGUI…
Ahem.
Sorry.
Tuxedos? P…p…penguins?
Et Tu, Brute?
(That’s Yiddish for, “You’re messing with me, too, already?”)
Obviously penguins and Christmas go together!
I was messin’ with you back on page 6
(and I fixed your Yiddish for you, so nyah! 
Penguins+Santa are a remainder of the Flat Earth theory. See, make it all a pancake, squish from top down, and voila: penguins at the north pole!
Duh.
Ah, so it is Christian Fundamentalists!
I understand, Taomist.
Thank you, Thank you!
Cute One:
Yeah, yeah, thanks already.
Try the potato salad.