No. women’s front bottoms. :o
Bumb - what?!?!? AARP promised me copious discounts! They didn’t say I had to wait till I was 60!
Well, poo… 
Oh yeah, and since no Rue thread is complete without numerous hijacks, I want to direct your attention to today’s Weird Earl.
Thank you. 
I’d respond, but the world is about to end.
Hell, yeah. Got it on my playlist at home. “K-A-L-A-M-A-Z-OH-OH…I’ve got a gal in Kalamazoo…”
Glenn Miller was the man.
No, dammit. I’m not 50 years old, either.
I’m just trying to figure out how we can get Garius to burst out of Rue’s birthday cake when FCM’s only going to be getting him a Ho-Ho…might be a tight fit, unless Garius is actually a leprechaun and he hasn’t told us…
I’m absolutely mystified at what a “women’s front bottom” could possibly be.
Lieu, Slot B
Kallessa, there’s someplace else you’d rather be when the world ends? sniff
Oh, Bumbazine, of course not! You’re just so sweet–are you sure you don’t have a brother or a son or some other male relative who is a lot like you, but not married?
Well, part of Garius could burst out of the Ho-Ho . . .
Or I could contract for a special size HO-HO
too funny, FCM!
Just a bit of a round up: We have a trip (in a car that smelled of dog) to the Air Force Museum, featuring a Pink Fokker, a five-year old and a six-year old fitting into a locker, evil Quonsets, FisherQueen’s beautiful eyes, lavender tights, towel capes, a small dog terrorized by a skillet, the Mall of America, several bottles of wine, me (Kallessa) dateless and napping during a football game, the Great American Train Show (which wasn’t so great, after all), an enormous sculpture of Icarus, Boy Scouts, adult films, floozies, birthdays, flange (flange?), a dateless swampy longing for Homebrew, and Garius jumping out of a giant Ho-Ho wearing a fireman’s hat and suspenders.
Oh, and the world is ending.
Carry on.
Way cool that this ended up on the next page, if I do say so myself!
Just a fireman’s hat and suspenders? I don’t dare ask what the suspenders are suspending…
Things you can learn at the Museum of Flight (if you’re not carefull)
There are planes that both drop bombs on things and also shoot at other planes. These are called “Fighter/ Bombers”. Pretty clever, huh? “Fighter/ Bombers” have their own song, The “Fighter/ Bombers” Song. It goes like this:
They fight!
They bomb!
They fight and bomb and fight!
Fight, fight, fight!
Bomb, bomb, bomb!
They’re fighter and bomber planes!
Also, it’s not the size of your prop, it’s the amount of your thrust.
Thank you.
Rue uses props!:eek:
There should be a (very small) award to the first one who rings in with the tune to Rue’s song. And I’m glad that he remembers the “size of the prop” quote.
FWIW, suspenders means something entirely different in Brit English than American English. Same may go for a ho, though I don’t know.
And Kallessa, that’s pretty much an average first fifty posts for a MM thread, isn’t it?
I read this part and thought, cool, it’s all gonna rhyme! But alas.
And now that you all know when my birthday is, can I just say that I can’t believe I’m gonna be 30? It seems like just yesterday I graduated from college.
:: checks date book ::
Nope, it was definitely not yesterday!
There is nothing average about the MM threads. Everything in them is a sparkling gem of wit, wisdom and effervescent humor.
And anybody who doesn’t agree is just a big poopy-brain!
Ugh. The 25th is so not a good day for me. However, the weekend after Thanksgiving is crystal clear of all engagements.
How about the 29th? Or is that too soon for everyone to make it to Cincy? That way we can have a Rue DeDay birthday celebration and we can see the lights festival thingamajig. I hardly know a thing about Cincy so I am probably not the best to set it up – nice way to shift the responsibility, Rue 
We could go to Jungle Jims (oh heaven) and then head over to Shibb’s house, so we can stock his place before we consume everything in sight. Then we can go to the lights thingummy.
If you really want a pair of red leather underwear…
Hows about drinks? Anyone like to drink? I’ve always heard about the drunken debauchery of Doperfests and wistfully wished I was there.
This could get a bit tricky…
::checks social calendar::
Hmm, lessee… Nov 26-29 in Pittsburgh to visit brother’s family for Thanksgiving… Dec 4-7 in Atlanta for business… there could be a trip to Southeast Asia (Jakarta or Singapore) in the offing for business… Well, I’ll say if you’re serious let’s aim for the weekend of the 12th December, but if I’ve got to go someplace warm and exotic for work then that’s the breaks.
Oh, and drinking and debauching is just fine, especially if I don’t have to drive anywhere afterwards. Especially the debauching
Quickly looks up “debauch” in dictionary to make sure he hasn’t agreed to anything untowards. Lessee, “debauch vt: to make disloyal”, that doesn’t sound so bad.