His priest said he’d let him know we asked. So he should feel loved. And he didn’t give me any details about why he’s been away, in case you think I’m keeping secrets. I wouldn’t do that… as far as you know…
And on that note, I’m going to turn off this machine and chill for a while. Tomorrow, **FCD **gets his knee done - surgery right after lunch. Good times.
Does anyone actually use that anymore? I thought that had died out long before the move to take the US metric back during Carter’s years.
It’s 59 American here in Da Burgh but --------- they are using the “s” word for Danville this weekend when we will be there. Rotten gunkies.
There is one for Knoebels as well. IF IT HURTS THE BUMPER CARS, HEADS WILL ROLL AND MANY CHICKENS WILL DIE!!!
Quick - someone Google the nearest active volcano for me. And maybe a few leads on some likely virgins.
Maybe with a little more target practice you could hit him? I’ll pay for the bullets! 
OK – but by Wednesday I say we track down his church and start asking there.
Not if you sign all our names to it maybe?
I guess I should read further ahead, huh?
I don’t want him in traction either but if we don’t hear from him soon and everything is perfect and he doesn’t have a good reason his ass is going to get a good chewing. (Maybe I should rephrase that)
Can I reconsider that ass thing? But then again, since he isn’t here to read this I guess I’m safe.
It’s none of our business until he sees fit to tell us.
Can I have his CDs?
Do you suppose that Swampy is classy enough to say, “The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.”?
If swampy doesn’t have a good excuse, can we beat him with a pool noodle?
A lot of cranky people, considering it’s 4/20. We had a thunderstorm with hail this afternoon.
ahem what am I, Flytrap?
Moooommmmm!, thanks for checking on swampy. Glad he’s OK.
red ,yes we can. I have spares for all the Mumpers to borrow.
Ruble, have fun at Knoebels. I’d join you, but damn my responsible nature.
Chopped liver, I believe I said.
I do not use bad language in front of ladies, or in front of Fairy Chat.
:dubious:
BOOOBBIIOOOOO is right. It is none of our business but it’s good to hear that SWAMPY is ok.
Guess I shall try to get some sleep. Night All.
I could live with that. However should he cut through the door with an ax and say “Here’s Swampykins” I’m outa here.
Better yet ------ a pool poodle!
Yeah - it could make her go all stabby and stuff.
I don’t want to be chopped liver, can I be creamed herring instead?
I don’t know ------ maybe its the Old Crow talking but something it that seems fishy to me.
Goodnight and be sure to tip your waitress on the way out – its always fun to watch her fall over. 
Just remember, you can tune a piano, but you can’t tuna fish.
Up, caffeinated, off to work.
Is she Irene, the one-legged Japanese waitress at IHOP?
Good morning, Mumperland! We were not hit by a tornado in southern Merrylande, so yay for that! **FCD **is on his way to work - just a half day, but it saves some vacation time. He should be back by 11, giving him time to change into comfy surgical garb. We have to be at the center by 1215. The whole procedure, from walking in the door to hobbling out, should only take about 2 hours. I need to take something to read - I don’t think I can handle 2 hours of *People *and Entertainment Weekly! :eek:
Chore-filled morning ahead. After I tidy the kitchen, I’m going to mess it up making 'nanner bread. I also need to wash a load of whites, tho I can do that after we get home, since whites go in the dryer. And, as always, the cat box needs to be cleaned. Never a dull moment, I tells ya!
I’m good with pool noodles, but not pool poodles - that’s just too wrong! And if he brings donuts, we might have to rethink the noodles.
Meanwhile, onward into the day! Happy Tuesday!!
Now everyone has disappeared?? I know what it is - you’re having a party and I wasn’t invited. Well *pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtt *at the lot of you!!! 
I’ve got a load of whites in the washer, 'nanner bread in the oven, and a load of dishes in the dishwasher. The kitchen is more or less tidy. So go me!! 
Still gotta do the cat box. Stoopit cats.