Damn soft youngins’ - in my day, we used bear fat. And that’s IF we were lucky enough to kill the bear before it killed us.
I’m in the mood for a chili-dog.
Where is that nauseating food-concoction from? Probably Cincinnati, or some crappy city like that.
The motherboard/cpu-heat from this iMAC when I lie down and type is so damn high it’s making me sweat.
But you just had to make the sacrifice and sweat while you typed all that complaining for us, gee thanks.
I went to the dollar store today.
Who goes to stores anymore for cheap merchandise?
My great nephew and his wife had a baby daughter yesterday.
Great! Another squalling bratling to help over populate the world.
I think a small shot of brandy before bedtime would be grand.
Yeah, it’ll go well with the fifteen others before breakfast, before lunch, before dinner…
I have on new socks.
Regards,
Shodan
Which look stupid with your new sandals.
I’m wearing new pants.
Which look stupid with your new shirt.
I had a strange dream last night.
Oh, my god, how fascinating! Please do tell us every little detail of your surely wonderfully interesting dream!
Where are the “sarcasm” tags in this thing?
Just above the ‘schmuckhole’ tag.
I just ate some yummy German food.
You Nazi!
You heard about the successful rescue in Thailand?
Yes, but I’m not a sucker for sensationalist news which is promoted solely for profit and to pre-empt and drown out reporting the true facts of our current life-and-death political crises.
Gosh I’ve been working in front of the computer all day and my eyes feel fried.
What a shame, but if you tried working more often you might actually get used to it.
It’s been a very long day.
I’m drawing a blank on this one. I can’t think of anything to say to a person who looks at the glass half empty and appears to be wishing for shorter days to put an early end to a miserable life. Long day my ass!
I feel very grateful for the giggles and laughs of this thread…even from the next poster.
Thanks for putting me under a lot of pressure!
I like baseball.
It is exciting, isn’t it. The only sport that crams 5 minutes of action into a 3-hour game.
I find curling riveting.
I’m sure you enjoy watching a clock and trying to guess the next number.
I like to peek through my fence at my neighbor’s yard.
You need to be locked away just for that creepy statement.
I haven’t seen one of my neighbors in several days.
Hello? There’s a reason they call it solitary confinement!
I can draw a nearly perfect freehand outline of Italy purely from memory.