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

[Bunnylady]

No matter how out of line that young'un gets,

Queen Em can't snatch him bald-headed, 'cause he's already there.

 

[Spookwriter]

Have to pick him up by his ears...

 

[Bunnylady]

I used to do that to my younger brother . . . . He wound up 6'3", do you reckon I stretched him?

 

[Spookwriter]

He's 6' 3" or his ears are 6' 3'" ?

 

[Bunnylady]

"Do your ears hang low, do they wobble to and fro . . . ."

That's him; I've never tripped over his ears, nor seen them tied in knots or bows.

 

[Spookwriter]

THAT'S the same song I've heard EM sing...but not about her ears.

Talking 'bout LuLu, where did that woman run off to? I was gonna ask
is she wanted me to send her one Barbs wigs? It's winter, that there
boy of her'n needs some hair.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

Had to run outside, catch a duck. Loose ducks everywhere. See, I don't build fences as well as I run my mouth.

 

[Bunnylady]

And you were just getting impatient about Luke not crawling yet . . . .

 

[Spookwriter]

Do you and Terry lasso the ducks like cowboys do?

Did you have to run after them? Well, you just set there and
catch your breath for a couple of hours. Remember, a woman
your age, you're not as spry as you were 20-30 years ago.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

I chased it with a net. Slipped in the mud and fell on my butt. Now there's a pond out there for the ducks to play in. Guess I saved MFB the trouble of digging one.