I dunno, Faerie… you really didn’t use any of the previous topics. That knocks your score down to a 8.4. You could have gotten a solid 9.2 if you threw in the dog annecdote you used just a couple of posts later, but you didn’t, so there’s nothing I can do about that. Sorry. You probably could have scored higher in the 9’s, but there were the smilies. You loose Posting Points for smilies. I’m a tough judge that way. (That’s why no one else ever uses smilies in the MMP.) (Yes, I know what I’m asking for with that.)
P.S. When you “got in touch with your Inner Goddess”, did you wash your hands first? You could get a sinus infection if you didn’t. Yeah, a sinus infection.
But where did you wear this garter? With you, Swampy, we have to ask.
Tra la laaaaa… I’m not sayin’ nuthin’ about this one…
Aaaaaannnnnd… I got nothing to add to things. But then, that would be a surprise exactly how?
:eek: We’re not supposed to use smilies in the MMP? :smack: No one ever told me that.
Now I feel like a :wally And here I was feeling like one of the Cool Kids for once.
Guess I’ll slink off into oblivion. :o
It started out on my right thigh just above the knee. It then progressed to my right arm as an armband. For a while it was a wrist corsage (quite lovely, I might add as it was a nice shade of lavender) and ended up as a headband by the end of the night. Did I mention this was at a wedding reception where adult beverages flowed freely? Those things are amazingly stretchy. I still have it. It’s in a box of stuff up in my attic. I saw it a couple years back when I was rummaging through said box.
Speaking of wedding receptions, y’all know, of course, that all gay men are natural dancers. Well, we’re supposed to be anyways. Well, since I will dance, I have no shortage of dance partners at wedding receptions where there’s a band. All the ladies whose husbands will not dance will keep me on the dance floor all evening if I let em. Even when I’m wearing a garter on my head.
-swampbear ( :rolleyes: :dubious: :smack: :wally ;j :o :eek: :mad: )
FCMom, I was just lookin’ out for you. Lynn Bodoni would not object in the least to shaking someone down for chocolate, especially if she was on the receiving end…
It’s a dominance thing. She’s just showing those pillows Who Is Boss. (seriously - she’s demonstrating her dominance and Top Dog-Ness to all and sundry who will pay attention.)
But it is rather amusing at times…Kai will try that with assorted throw pillows as well. He always looks embarassed when he’s caught at it.
I am in PAIN!!!
But I now have a story that ties into the dumb dog theme. Hang on, I’ll get to how it all ties in shortly.
This morning as I got out of the shower a Wolf Spider the size of a Yorkshire Terrier came running out behind me. Now I’m not all wigged out when I see a spider but this sucker nearly startled the doody out of me. Natcherly, I jumped higher than a 56-year-old broad oughta and (you guessed it…or maybe you didn’t) took a seriously ungraceful swan dive on the ceramic tiles. I managed to smack every joint on the right side of my body and my head in the process. As I lay there trying to remember the number for 911, I turned to see where that arachnid had got to…And there it was :eek: perched on the back of my pug, Chang Lee, like Mowgli on an elephant! And what did Lee do??? Nothing. Just lifted his head and looked at me as if to say “Good Show, Mom. How bout an encore.”
Awwwwwwwwwwwww Puggie! You are hereby granted permission to lie upon the couch, eat ice cream, watch all the trashy daytime tv your heart desires and be waited on hand and foot by Mr. Puggie or oiled up nekkid cabana boys, your choice, for the rest of the day.
Hmmm, the nekkid cabana boys could be a tad too exciting for my terminally tenderized torso so Mr. Anachi it is. Oh, and no Animal Planet for me today!
Okay, if I’ve put this all together correctly, Tupug darlin’ used a smilie so Rue oiled her bathtub so she would slip, mistee’s gone Roman on us, while vunderbob shook chocolate all over DogMom’s and FCM’s throw pillows and swampy danced all nekkid except for a garter.
Hmmm, it appears I am left with the cabana boys.
You know my brilliant detective scout, now that you mention it, it just might have been a costco promoting it’s fruity preparedness-- traffic in that area is lethal for small cars and I didn’t get the best look. I’m going to have to get lost around there and see if I can’t find it again, to be sure. Good apples make me a very happy girl when fall rolls around. Which it will be, officially, tomorrow.
Poor Puggie, it’s quite a shock to fall, isn’t it? I suggest caution when watching nekkid mens dance about. Too much giggling can make your sore spots hurt even more.
:rolleyes: :dubious: 
:wally 
;j 
:o :eek: