I chip da stone!
Speaking in behalf of Fenris, and presuming the willing help of Eve, the three of us shall together undertake to hold up the tradition he has begun on this board of erudite, witty, biting, Parkeresque puns and parodies. I shall handle the vanilla prose puns, Fenris will be responsible for verse parody, and Eve will of course add his quota of scathingly witty remarks à la Dorothy Parker to her own.
I’ll spit-polish his spats, after I’ve spat-polished his spitz.
I’ll ban people. 
Hey, now! :dubious:
Who said you could wear his suits?
Busy beaver? I thought Ukelele Ike was a guy!
I’ll clone him; “drudge U.I.” can do the chores, and the real U.I. can return to the boards!
But if he still needs help, I can clean his refrigerator coils.
I have always been under the impression that Uke Ike spent an inordinate amount of time poring over pornography, so as long as that job is still open I humbly submit my name for consideration.
I can come over tomorrow and pick up his music collection so he won’t be tempted to waste important time listening to it.
I’ll cut his cheese for him.
This ought to be interesting.
I’ll test the batteries in the smoke detectors.
I’ll watch his forum :: grumble grumble ::
Are serious posts allowed in this thread? :dubious:
My mother gets up at 4:30 am voluntarily-because she likes having that time to herself. Sometimes she gets up at 4 am!
In the mean time, I’ll pick up his paychecks.
I will bring pie.
Guinistasia, my mom does the same thing. If your mom also bangs cabinets, so that you were sleep deprived the first 17 years of your life, I’ll get the shivers.
As for dear Uke, I’ll do whatever he wants, and with bells on!
Hmmm . . . “Busy,” huh? So he told me . . . Now it develops he is actually having early-morning affairs with Guin’s and BadBaby’s mothers!!
I will set up us the bomb.
I’ll make sure the hammock’s comfortable and has just the right amount of shade.
Y’know Eve that sooo explains my sister’s uncanny ability with the ukelele.