Cat’s locked up…people have allergies (not to mention phobias), so he’s in the spare room with the snake. Watching that little slithering critter provides him with countless hours of entertainment.
Babes? And just what do you consider Jeannie and I, eh? The ladies are on their way; so are the not-so-lady-like ladies. :::tosses Odie the scotch::: Here, help yourself my man. Trade you this for your keys.
WHIIIRRRRRRR…margaritas are on their way, man! Hey Jeannie, do you care to have anything else in yours besides the tequila? Whoops, sorry about that Arnold, didn’t mean to wake you. The couch is pretty close to the kitchen. Maybe you should retire in the spare bedroom with the cat?
And hey, “Silent” Bob, stop Bogarting the karaoke? Sheesh, I didn’t know a single person could know so many Barry Manilow tunes…
Congratulations, Ruffian on your big 500th! Now let the cat out to have some fun. For that matter, let the snake out! No sense catering to people’s prejudices, right?
(Silent Bob, nice to hear from you again, so to speak.)
Ruffian chuckles at what the decoder reveals, then remembers her actual quote was “Brian, wonderful Brian.” She looks up its meaning on the decoder, and responds, “Well, duh,” before tossing it to VB. “Hey man, look up ‘cinnamon oil’ on this thing. It’s a hoot!”
Cat! Girl! Well, okay, I’ll let Inigo (my cat) out. But I must remind everyone that he has a problem with his anal gla–OKAY, okay, I’ll put him back in the room! Sheesh, a little anal gland secretion, and everyone goes nuts.
Who wants to hold the snake? No, I haven’t chosen a name yet. I’m down to Cornelius, Wally, and Kaa. Easy, now, everyone, he is just a baby. And baby corn snakes are known to spray a musk when frighten–OKAY, okay, I’ll put him back in his cage.
Thanks for the oil, VB! Are you volunteering to use it first?
Now this is my idea of a good party! None of my other friends will play with me anymore. Scrabble, that is. They are just sore losers, they’d rather play poker. In the luck catagory, I stink. {At poker, that is.}
Best wishes on 500, Ruffian-
and on your engagement, too, which I just read about in another post.
Best wishes to the newbie…wait a second, she’s been on the boards longer than me…Oh, I see, she has a life!
Seriously, congratulations to a fellow LA doper who I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting!
BTW, do the cat and the snake interact at all?
Scotticher–Poker is NOT about luck. If we ever meet in person, I’ll tell you all about it sometime. Best advice I’ve gotten about Poker: “If you sit down to play and can’t figure out who the sucker is, it’s probably YOU.”
Not only have I been around since before you, I’ve been around years before you. I just changed my s/n in December. I’ve had well more than 1000 posts if you add them all up (over a period of 2 1/2 years, granted, so it’s not like Super Poster), but this is 500 for this s/n.
The cat and the snake interract only if I’m not careful. I got a lapful of snake musk the other day when I was holding the critter and Inigo batted at him. Whee.
JB! Welcome! And Odie, belated congratulations are due to you, as well.
Now, let the Trivial Pursuit begin!
Geography: What South American capital is the world’s highest?
Entertainment: What was CLint Eastwood’s occupation in Play Misty for Me?
History: Who married Lieutenant Philip Moutbatten on Nov. 20, 1947?
Arts and Literature: Who killed Cock Robin? {{snicker}}
Science and Nature: What color are a scallop’s 35 eyes?
Sports and Leisure: How many major league baseball teams are named for birds?
The ladies are on their way; so are the not-so-lady-like ladies. :::tosses Odie the scotch::: Here, help yourself my man. Trade you this for your keys. 