I spy...

with my little eye …

something purple.

That’s nice.

My Aunt Tillie once owned something purple.

A one-eyed one-horned flying purple people-eater?

Is it bigger than a breadbox?

Ah. It’s Bosda’s sig. Right?

Kat was right – which means, of course, that rjk was right too, I guess.

:confused:

There’s a great bit on this from Cerebus the Aardvark.

Cerebus replies, “Extensive bruising around your head and shoulders if you don’t stop playing stupid kids games.”

A duck!

But about that echo…

Was it this guy? —> :confused:

Well it’s purplish, you little vixen.