Cute Snow Bunnies do not become Moderators.
It simply isn’t done.
Sorry.
You know what’ll help that?a nettie pot 
VBob & I have seen our resident reporter & Mooommm together; we know they are not one & the same. Isn’t he camped out there with a sat truck?
Flytrap, you know of cute snow bunnies? Can you PM me their phone #, buddy, ol’ pal? 
**Spidey **- yeah, apparently the mansion is about 10 minutes from where he lives. I assume he’s still on that assignment.
Nap or irk
I think nap shall win because I shouldn’t irk with the grumpies.
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Hide the poetry books
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Oh crap, forgot about that!
In case anyone’s wondering, I’m fairly sure that bank auditors actually live on Vogsphere.
Walked into the shared bathroom at work. One lady was in there already. I walked in rather silently, so I’m pretty sure she thought she was alone, so I though it highly amusing when I heard:
burp
“Oh, excuse me.”
The training was strong in this woman’s childhood. 
Also, yesterday afternoon I saw a pair of men’s boxer-briefs lying on the sidewalk, and spared a
thought for the gentleman who was ready and willing to simply go without.
Tacos have been consumed. YUM! We had 'em with all the fixin’s. OYKW has decided he shall have a soak in the whirlpool tub. This means he’ll be all squeaky clean for future use.
gotti they’ll be happy as long as you present all the written material in triplicate and make audible disgustin’ sounds throughout your presentations.
shoe you should have been taken aback by her burp. Or farted in response.
I never think of the right comeback in time!
(Also, I can’t fart on cue.)
Thank heaven hump day is over.
We toured three client groups through the plant today. As one group was from Japan, management and admins had to dress like grown ups and forgo the usual mug of coffee on our desks. IT is still trying to hash out my issues from connecting with the new printer. I’ll be glad when the irkweek is over.
On the homefront, swampy done flung a cravin’ on me again; tonight’s supper is chicken tacos and a salad.
I do that all the time. Excuse myself to no one, that is. Well, maybe the plants appreciate my courtesy, although the African Violet is “ain’t gonna be pleased” mode. Its leaves are still standing straight up. But it’s blooming so I forgive it.
My husband picked up Miracle Whip at the store instead of the mayo I asked for, and at first I was rather miffed. However, I made curried chicken salad today and only had the Miracle Whip on hand and it was yummy. Now I have to apologize for scolding him.
Apes ICK! MW is satan’s sammich spread.
And on that note, we shall go lie upon the bed and ummmm… watch teevee until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
At least mine knows better than to allow MW to cross our threshold. BLUGH!!! (He doesn’t like mayo, either, though. He does tolerate the fact that I do.)
At risk of treading on Swampy’s TMI turf, add much time in the bathroom to the “fun” of my day.
Bunnies are all done. Pics tomorrow. Reclining tonight.
MWAH!
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ICK! MW is satan’s sammich spread.
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Look at a jar of the goo and I don’t think it mentions sammiches, sangwitches or similar. But it does say “salad dressing” and that’s the only purpose for which it’s allowed in my kitchen. It is a bit better than real mayo for making pasta salad for picnics. Being, or at least seeming largely synthetic, it’s probably a smidge safer than mayo at picnics as well.
What even happened to the one that was actually rats doing a conga line? Anyone still have a good link? Mine to the giff died ages ago. Along with the Jesus Dance link.
Leave my wife out of this.
Never apologize – its a sign of weakness.
(extra points for the movie and actor)
I’m tuned into a random live orchestra concert online. Don’t know what the music is, but it’s lovely.
Been working on crafts and music all day. Will try to start a course in March. That was what my appointment was about.
I like Miracle Whip. My dad is allergic to eggs so that was the only mayo he can eat. I didn’t even know what real mayo was like until I moved out.
There are a couple of [del]gentlemen & scholars on this board[/del] mumpers who could probably teach you.
Stopped & bought rolls on the way home to go with the cold cuts I got for yesterday’s lunch; before I realized that they’re apparently now issuing expected snow accumulations in millimeters instead of inches. :rolleyes:
No one was here to eat 'em yesterday. (Based upon the forecast, the plan was to get fresh bread via snowshoes. 
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Since roll was splashed w/ proper condiment (brown mustard), what’s the diff between MW & mayo; oil vs. egg?
ETA: Mooommm, keep the bunnies separate. You know how good they are at a certain math skill when they’re all together. 
i was going to say Mark Harmon in NCIS, but I know it was John Wayne in some movie wherein he played a tough guy with a heart of gold.