Angua went home on page 24 
I’m back now though… I say Flamsterette_X
I’m back I’m back!!!
Did you all miss me? I bet you did.
I am having a painful day. I still have four pieces of glass embedded in various parts of my body, I just sliced my hand open on a frozen pizza and my tatto really really hurts and itches! Garr!
To take my mind off it all I’d predict redfury
Aaaww poor fizzy. What on earth have you done to get glass embedded in you?
I predict you again 
Still here, Angua?
My prognosticator paintbrush seems to be painting the name of Baker
Rue DeDay
Nope. Me. I really shoudl be working.
NCB
I bet fizzy rues the day she ever met that glass!
Good morning, Abby!
Well, gosh. Was I actually supposed to check and see if I was mentioned here? I apparently was, a loooooong time ago.
Anyway, I’ll go with Osip, but I’m figuring on that not happening.
Ok, if NCB can tell strange foot stories, I can tell strange glass stories. Just promise not to laugh.
At about 1am on Tuesday night, a friend and I decided that we wanted to make an ice lolly. Out of wine. So we found a bottle of wine, shoved a wooden spoon in it and stuck it in the freezer for a few hours.
You can see what’s coming can’t you?
Once it was frozen we toddled out into my garden (in our pjamas and with bare feet and it was cold!) and I smacked the bottle of frozen wine against a brick wall. Instead of breaking neatly into 2 halves as I had envisaged, it exploded and flew everywhere. Bummer.
I somehow managed not to get hit by any glass at that point. The lolly worked quite well except it tasted really really really horrible. My friend wanted a photo of her and the lolly. I took her camera and sat down on our garden bench to take the picture and managed to sit on a number of tiny little shards of glass. That is how the pieces in my butt and leg occured. When I stood up I managed to stand on a number of tiny little shards of glass. That is how the piece in my foot occured. I don’t know how I managed to get a piece in my arm.
Yes, I know it was a completely stupid thing to do and next time I’ll buy a box of ice pops.
Anyway, after that amusing interlude I predict verbenabeast.
Nope, you get Angua taking a break from her work.
Not for long mind, just enough to have a biscuit and a coffee…
The next poster will be… whoever posts in the space below this one.
That’s one sharp pizza!
auntie em
Thatsa one spicy meatball!
Rue the day? Who talks like that any more?
Poor, poor Fizzy… 
… ya know, ya cooddapoured the wine into ice trays and then put popsicle sticks in them.
Send me le pic!
Pout plus overbite equals SEXY!
Andy Satisfyingly Licious
Sadly I didn’t get a picture of the wine bottle antics. I was too busy going “OW! OW! ow ow owowowow OW! My bum!” to worry about photos.
My prognosticating knee cap is whispering Steve Wright.
Good morning right back atcha, EddyTeddyFreddy.
And now for something completely different:
I’m going to lunch with a friend (YUM YUM YUM) and then off to work. Look for me back online around 3:00 p.m. EST.
Till then, adios, Abby, lel, NCB, fizzy, sperfur, Angua, SatAndLi, F_X, and anyone else who drops in!
lel hands sperfur some prognosticator’s ‘vaporizor in a bottle’ and instructs her to breath deeply
as sperfur’s sinus passages clear, she predicts Enderw24
Angua looks up from her books to see who’s around
Hi people!
She quickly realises tht prognosticating is detrimental to doing work, so she posts quickly, adding that sperfur will be next, before going back to the books
Hickory dickory dock
Three mice ran up a clock
The clock struck one
[looks in clock]
Oh, gross!
[lets fingers do the walking]
::cut to scene in clock repair shop:::
[ring ring]
Good morning, RockinVonSlockenburg’s Clock Repair! How may I assist you?
Uh huh…
Uh huh…
Ew!
Uh huh…
Have you tried removing the mouse?
I see…
Yeah, I got nothin’…
Lsura
Nope. Potter because I just read an article about a… well yeah, a potter.
Badger Badger Badger Badger Lobsang, Lobsang.