In other silliness, this thread made me want pineapple, so I bought one.
I think I ate too much pineapple. When does the burning stop?
What is a four year old rescue Border Collie’s favorite treat? Puppy biscuit? Uh-uh, try again. Milkbone cookie? Nah, gettin’ colder, doc. Wad of peanut butter licked off a spoon? A close second. The answer–
Used wax earplugs; the more, the merrier.
Yum, yum. :eek:
Burpo made me sick and I had to stop eating my pizza. 
You’re supposed to take the spiny things off the outside, first.
This counts as silliness, and pretty random: we were driving through Oklahoma last summer, through the panhandle and down toward Louisiana, almost entirely on the two-lane highways. One thing that caught my attention was that every now and then, a side road would have a modest green sign, only a little larger than a street sign, announcing “cemetary->”.
Why would one need to know that there was some cemetary a ways up this little road? If you had dead relatives, I should think you would know or be able to find out where their bones are. I had to conclude that it must mean everyone in Oklahoma is related to everyone else in Oklahoma, so if there is a cemetary up here, you should go up and pay your respects to whomever is buried in it because they are probably family.
I feel like a sheeple this morning.
In a slightly sirius vane, how about as a cable organizer for your computer; colour coded and everything…
Also, my hovercraft is full of eels.
STOP THAT! STOP THAT! Much too silly. Get some discipline into those men sergeant-major! 
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You forgot dogs (Scooby Doo and Lassie, to name two)
And meddling kids! Most criminals would get away if it weren’t for those meddling kids!
You two need to see The Venture Bros (S2:E11–Viva Los Muetos) to find out what happened to them all (except Lassie)
My Friday the 13th was uneventful until 11:20 pm, when we found ourselves in the middle of nowhere near Olalla. We spent an hour and a half tracking down the correct address and winding our way to a spot that was only 15 minutes from where we originally started.
I will admit it was nice watching the full moon from every possible angle.
I enjoyed my Friday the 13th until I was hacked into many pieces with a miniature chainsaw.
I got better.
So you ended fully pieced?
I always look forward to Friday the 13th because I usually have very good luck on that day. Unfortunately, buying a lotto ticket has no effect since lottos are drawn on Saturday.
You may think that’s chocolate but it’s not.
Yes. It’s much safer to eat chocolate-covered cotton in a tree.
Ohhhhhh, I just can’t keep quiet, anymore; a friend of mine back in high school (and I’m sure he wasn’t the first) took that line You may think it’s butter, but it’s not from the Chiffon margarine commercial (man, that’s taking me back) and any time someone with sniffles was in the room, would sing You may think it’s mucus, but it’s snot. That fit HCrow’s post so well, I had to mention it.
CK, you got some ‘splainin’ to do. 