And remember! The plural of ‘spouse’ is ‘spice’! 
You can poly scoop my knurled wheel 'til it vibrates anytime, baby.
When it jams you get ground flour. 
Even worse is foxglove. They’re like a quarter the size of fine ground pepper. those two you mentioned are nasty though. I don’t know the exact formula used, but some places came up with a gel method for fine seeds. It could have been regular unflavored gelatin. I don’t remember. You put the seeds in the gel and squeeze the gel out of your honey bear or whatever you like to squeeze. :eek:
If this thread gets any dirtier I’m giving myself a time-out.
Who says gardeners can’t get filthy? 
[singing]Squeeze your honey bear, squeeze your honey bear, yeah yeah![/singing]
A hooker?
What’s that saying, gardeners like to do it in the dirt?
A pink car-beep! A PURPLE moo! snort
I remember some thoughts beginning around 2, but I can’t remember nor imagine what brings that stuff on. To my knowledge, I’ve never said anything like that except as an adult…and drunk.
Kids are a riot sometimes!
Do you know if your daughter is synesthetic? Because she’s absolutely right that horns are orange, not pink.
A ho in a gardening thread?
oh my :eek:
I have not a clue. How would one go about testing that sort of thing? (She turned 3 last week, but her verbal skills are still…developing.)
I don’t know if that is something that you could actually figure out in a three year old when they are being all creative and random and stuff. I guess you can’t really test her for whether her letters and numbers have colours and textures associated with them if she doesn’t know any letters and numbers yet.
Ask her what color a certain number is. No, really.
The little girl I babysit has a cool spaceman doll. It has mylar & gold lamé and is cool. I went into a long modern rant about how as a modern little girl she could be anything when she grows up – a neuroscientist, a truck driver, an astronaut, anything. She thought about it carefully for awhile and then said, “brujaja, when I grow up I would like to be an octopus.”
Me, too.
Twickster, you must stop shaking groovy things. It’s making the rest of us look bad.
Emo: a type of rock music, short for “emotional.” Also the type of person who listens to such music, usually stereotyped as someone who wears dark clothing and has a pessimistic outview on life.
Militia: a civilian defense force.
“Knurled wheel vibrates the poly scoop” sounds like Engrish or something.
Thanks, mobo85; I do actually know the individual meanings of “emo” and “militia”. It’s the combination that I can’t get my head around.
Like the recent hype on my roomie’s cable channel advertising an upcoming movie about “violent onanism”. Violent onanism? What’s that, a circle jerk with real jerks?
As a technical writer, I come upon interesting nonsense (aka technical jargon) regularly. Here’s one of my favorites (from a specification document):
That’s some stylin’ prose!
You cannot convince me that wasn’t a MadLib.
I’m glad to see you’ve settled down - no jitterbugging will be allowed, missy!