My Dog: She's Not Real Smart

I’m just waiting for Swampy to come along and remind me of the ‘cockies’ gaffe.

I was nice. I could have used ‘boner’ instead of ‘gaffe’.

Rue, here’s some more for your collection: :slight_smile: :stuck_out_tongue: :cool: :wink: :smiley: :eek: ;j :smack: :dubious: :confused: :mad: :frowning: :o

:frowning: And I was trying so hard not to be obvious :stuck_out_tongue:

In my own defense, and with all due respect for ya, Rue, I have been reading MMP for the better part of a year, now, and I know full well that there have been other posters who added to MMP without referring to previous posts. So there. And no, I will not cite because this is MMP after all and I’m too lazy.

I do apologize for the smilies. Not really. I like them. But I will be more judicious in their use in the future. I’ll only use them when they will be the most annoying.

My Inner Goddess likes to be touched, actually. As often as possible. But I am a clean hands person, so I always wash afterward.

FairyChatMom: Yay! I have a friend!

Heh! Heh! Rue said cockles twice. Heh! Heh!

vunderbob I won’t remind you about beer and cockies. 5-4-Fighting will do that for ya. He mentioned it first in another thread even. Cept he thinks I came up with it instead of you, so you might want to explain that to him.

5-4 (you have now been officially name shortened) Kalley is in charge of brawny men in the MMP. I am in charge of burly men in the MMP. All requests for brawny men must go to her. She’s selfish with em though. She has quite an extensive collection of brawny men.

FCM of course I was wearing a tux! It was a wedding after all. Sheesh! A plaid jacket at a wedding. I thought everybody knew you only wear a plaid jacket to funerals. :smiley:

You know, I was just thinking about vampire animals last night. If people can be made into vampires, why not a cat? Also, what about werewolves and such? People can turn into wolves but what about reptiles and fish. And maybe people couldn’t turn into a were-shark, but what about a were-whale or were-dolphin? Huh? Huh? Don’t even get me started on were-mosquitos.
I think Lucy isn’t so much mis-classified as a Jack Russell terrier, so much as she’s a J.R. to Parson’s whatever were-terrier. Yes, I’ve taken my medication today.

Kalley, please, just one? Please!

Bear, I know it wasn’t you that invented cockies, but they were offered to you one time instead of cookies and you seemed to like 'em (you don’t like cockies, dontcha?). So, I’m just always bringing 'em up 'cause I like the word (and your funny posts – I still twitter and chortle at “arm up a cow’s cootchie!”). And now you’ve taken a liking to “cockles.”

Cookies, cockies and cockles!

Why you tri-, you tri-; I don’t even want to say it out loud! [Pushes hand against mouth, elbow out, sobs emphatically and runs into bedroom, throwing self on bed.]

10-4,

5-4

5-4 cookies, cockies, cockles, mussels, I like em all. :smiley: I believe “arm up a cow’s cootchie” belongs to lieu and not yours truly.

5-4, my collection of brawny men has been grossly overstated by swampy and, unfortunately, seems to exist only in cyerspace (does anyone still use that term?) That being the case, of course I’ll share with you. But just with you, if everyone starts poaching on my imaginary brawny men, there won’t be any left for me.

Hey, amid all these newcomers, aren’t we missing someone? Anyone hear from tanookie lately? I saw some cool Monopoly stuff the other day and it brought her to mind. Is she missing in action, or ignoring us?

Hmmmmmmmm… as I recall 'nookie had a date last weekend. Musta been a real good one! :smiley: She’s a sweetie. We were iming each other on Yahoo Saturday afternoon and she asked me if I was gettin’ all googly eyed over a certain burly gentleman and I said sumpn to the effect that at least so far I haven’t read about him ax murderin’ the postman, so he might become a keeper and she agreed that’s a good quality. Me and 'nookie we got our standards, we do!

[Rodney Dangerfield]
I don’t get no respect…
[/Rodney Dangerfield]

I’m the one behind both cockies and cow’s cootchies…

:eek: What did I just say?

And to think you thunk em both up in the same MMP! :smiley:

Being behind cockies is something I do a lot. Figure it out.

Careful how ya’ treat Uncle Rue or he’ll . . . well I’m not saying. It might happen to me if I did.

And welcome to the MMP, by the by, especially all of you people who weren’t here last time I stopped in.

Geez, take some time off to get a little remodeling done, break some expensive stuff, and have a beer and the next thing you know there’s all these new people around.

Hey FCM, you do know that Maryland is the Dark State, don’t you?

Sorry, Vunderbob. I just had such fun associating cockies and cow cootchies with Swampbear, I just completely cut you out of the picture. :smack:

Your post on that was one of the best comic pieces I’ve read in years (in addition to the OP). :smiley:

Both you and Swampbear better get from behind those cockies – you could put out an eye!

While we’re doing attributions, I need to say thanks to auntie em – her post re: the missing co-worker was the first I read on board (from beginning to end) and was what pulled me in. Oh, what the heck, here’s a :stuck_out_tongue: for you.

Bunnicula! Hide your celery!

Did anyone else celebrate International Talk Like A Pirate Day? We did. Well, I suck at pirate-speak, so it was mostly Mr. Lissar. He’s really good at talking like a pirate. Driving Husband just likes rum.

ThFaerie, you were reading for nearly a year without contributing? How many other non-posting MMPers are there, hiding in the darkness? Posting to a MMP is easy. Somehow I think that should be ‘an’ MMP. Hmm. Anyway, if you read, you ought to post.

Or I’ll make you do my dishes.

Anybody got a ham handy? See, I told 5-4 that dinner would be ready at eight in another thread, so he’s expecting mustard and brown sugar glazed ham, fried okra, beer and cockies. I got everything but the ham. So, anybody? Doesn’t have to be a big one and I just hate going by the store on the way home.

I have a ham!

I am also making salsa tonight. Bunches and bunches of salsa. If I really was crazy, I could make some raspberry jam.

Somebody, a joke about size, ham, and cockies; quick! I have no good ham source swampy, though I did see a show about a guy somewhere in the south, who makes really really good ones in his barn. You should be able to find him right quick with my wonderful directions there.

And what’s scary, is I think I still have my copy of Bunnicula, Lissla. I knew I was this weird for a reason.

Well, I’ve got a ham steak at home, would that help? It’s not really big enough for two, although I can get a meal with enough left over for diced ham and eggs out of it. And it doesn’t have any mustard or brown sugar glaze on it, so I guess it’s really quite different than what you’re after. I have a loaf of freshly baked bread in my car, still warm, but it would be stale by the time it got to you–they don’t use preservatives. Always makes good toast though.

I’m back to buying fresh bread because today is the first day of autumn and I’m starting to think about soup and with soup, you (meaning me in this case) need bread. Or toast. Or crackers with butter, but only with Campbell’s soup, not homemade soup. Of course, being the first day of autumn, the weather here is bright and sunny, but I can see just the tiniest hint of gold and red in the trees (or that another elephant?), and I’m getting lots of pre-season furnace tune-up offers in the mail.

Should I get my heating system inspected? As a relatively new homeowner, I’ve never had to face this decision. It was in good shape two years ago, and it was working fine when I last used it in May or June, but I bet it’s got dirty vents or clogged filters or faulty sensors or some such mayhem. See, I grew up in a house where everything was ignored until it fell apart because my grandparents wouldn’t release money from the trust until they absolutely had to, so I developed a kind of laissez faire relationship with household systems. But I’m thinking that basic maitenence may be a way to avoid big expenses or at least give warning so you (meaning me, again) can start saving for it. Given that everything was inspected, yadda, yadda when I bought the place, what may need a two-year check-up?

Yes, it is perfectly acceptable for the MMP to venture into the occasional practical subject. Plus, I haven’t used a smilie all week, so I must be entitled to something.

Of couse you should have your system inspected. It might have filled up with beer, ham, and cockies over the summer. Even if that stuff isn’t there, there’s nasty stuff like leaves, dust, and dead animals that can collect over the summer. *The White Elephant *had a furnace fire because of a dead bird and nest that that fell down the flue one summer.

The HVAC guys say every year for a professional inspection, but IMAO that’s like asking a barber if you need a haircut. I say every other year IF you know how to look for dead birds yourself, and everything was working OK at the end of the spring.

I like ham. I paticularly like smoked cottage rolls, cooked in the crockpot and then shredded. With garlic and barbeque sauce. I may nip up to the grocery store and see if I can find one to cook for tomorrow. I’m really hungry. What should I make for dinner?

Mr. Lissar is going to be dogsitting my parents’ dog this weekend. It is a whiny, demanding dog. I’m glad I’m staying here to take care of the cats.