*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[sourland]

I thought that was 2.3 wives?





Who would be that nuts?

 

[Alaskan]

I thought that was 2.3 wives?





Who would be that nuts?

Can you just imagine the screaming, back biting and PMS?

*shudder*

 

[Bunnylady]

I've heard that the Chinese symbol for "trouble" is two women under one roof.

 

[bluesub]

I left that church, thank you.

Neat about the Irish dancing! How long has she been doing it?

Since Kindergarten, I just realized that it's been over half her life...

 

[Bunnylady]

No wonder she's so good at it!

How could a loving God ever create cold viruses?

Baby

had this one last week; it didn't seem that nasty for her. It is absolutely wiping me out! Today, the only thing I was good for was sitting around watching movies on Netflix. For some reason, I'm going with musicals - Jesus Christ Superstar and Into the Woods (and yes, the latter made me think of you, eenie!)

 

[sourland]

Maybe cold viruses are Satan's spawn?

 

[Alaskan]

Watch "Steamboat" next.

I love the line "some say he's crazy, some say he's slow, and I don't know, maybe that's so"

 

[Bunnylady]

Alaskan, everything is heat for you, isn't it?

If you mean "Showboat," I only watch it when I can sing along. Which reminds me, I had a friend named Bill who had a nursery; Critter and I worked for him many years ago. I remember being in one of the greenhouses transplanting with a girl who was a long-time employee. As usual, we had the radio on to help pass the time; it was usually tuned to the local Public Radio station. They had a lot of music programming then. If I knew the song, I would probably sing along. One time, the song that was playing was "Bill." When we got to the part that goes, "No, I can't explain, it's surely not his brain, that makes me thrill . . . ' she nearly fell over laughing. I guess she hadn't really heard the words before.

 

[Alaskan]

Alaskan, everything is heat for you, isn't it?

If you mean "Showboat," I only watch it when I can sing along. Which reminds me, I had a friend named Bill who had a nursery; Critter and I worked for him many years ago. I remember being in one of the greenhouses transplanting with a girl who was a long-time employee. As usual, we had the radio on to help pass the time; it was usually tuned to the local Public Radio station. They had a lot of music programming then. If I knew the song, I would probably sing along. One time, the song that was playing was "Bill." When we got to the part that goes, "No, I can't explain, it's surely not his brain, that makes me thrill . . . ' she nearly fell over laughing. I guess she hadn't really heard the words before.   

Maybe it was your voice?

And, yeah duh! Everything IS heat related. Greenhouse......goooooooooooood!.........,greenhouse WARM

 

[Alaskan]

I love that line....now it keep circling though my brain, especially "it's surely not his brain!"