I just noticed this thread. I can’t believe how many posts I had to read before I figured it out.
Would it be fair to say that there are engineers, but no architects?
Or is there more to it than that?
Evidently they really like veggies in the valley. Although I thought I heard that peppers were actually fruits, so are you sure they’re ok?
As long as I 've got my beer, I’ll be alright – and there’s no better beer for a BBQ than a Bass.
You are correct Exgineer. You are also one of the select few of the posters to this thread who would actually be allowed in the Valley
Well, we can’t offer you a lei to welcome you, Exgineer – but can give you a kiss. 
Oops – hit “submit” prematurely when I turned back from the dictionary to make some changes.
We can’t offer you a lei, but can offer a boutonniere; we can’t give a hug, but will be happy to kiss you.
I see that I would be welcome in the Valley, as would the GrizzWife and the GrizzCub.
I would find my mommy and daddy here, but my parents are not to be seen.
My Gramma is here, my Grandpa is not.
There may be no ground, but there’s plenty of digging.
And for a place with no dirt, it can get awfully muddy!
Which is odd, because there are no shovels.
bulldozers, Gr8Kat
Would it help if I said “Max” is just short for “Maxwell”?
Well, in that case my passport reads “Jettina”
Thankfully, there is no Savage Nation here, although we do have to put up with a lot of dittoheads.
And you can call me Kitty 
Finally - I think I’ve got it.
I’m studying for my exams tomorrow… Classics is studied in the valley, but French isn’t - is that right?
I can be happy about this, but not sad, and I can drink a toast in a glasss but not a tumbler - have I got it?
And if I have - I’ll venture to say I would not be allowed into the valley myself.
There is no Bush or Blair, but there is Hussein.
And there are followers but no leaders.
This is kinda’ fun.
Loneraven, I can’t offer you congratulations, but I will let out a booming ‘Hooray’!
You can find Thomas Jefferson in the valley, but not George Washington. Similarly, you can find Herbert Hoover, but not Harry Truman.
So what’s for breakfast?
Coffee, but no juice.
Waffles, but no pancakes.
Eggs, but no hash browns.
Muffins, but no bagels.
Froot Loops, but no Corn Pops.
No bacon or sausage, but if you want, there’s Sizzlean.
And you’d better eat with a spoon, because there are no forks or knives.
Hey Max, you forgot the scrapple