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

[Bunnylady]

Ah, ha! I didn't think Ebob was gullible enough to eat that stuff! Looks like bbr may not be, either! (By the way, I am not the aforementioned "perverted big rabbit". That's my cousin, Harvey).

 

[sourland]

Snakes are not slimy - I am beginning to doubt your acceptability as an apprentice.

lady do you have any idea what this 8 feight (

) long slime creature might have been. Harvey is not going to be happy. Is there an Elder who is in charge of the labyrinth creatures? JD perhaps? BBR does not want to tick him off by killing his pets.

 

[bigbangrooster]

so.... what next do i get a magic weapon of some sort?!?!?!?!?!

 

[bigbangrooster]

said it was like a snake not acctually a snake

 

[bigbangrooster]

i think i won

 

[sourland]

do a little dance

'n' sing a little song

walla

----------------------- somewhat out of my realm, but can we hatch some brain cells here?


Never hurts to try

 

[Bunnylady]

do a little dance

'n' sing a little song

walla

----------------------- somewhat out of my realm, but can we hatch some brain cells here?


Never hurts to try

With me, I'm afraid it's a case of too little, too late.

 

[sourland]

I pray for self regeneration of brain cells- it's not happening.

Princess and I went to Smithville Village today - just a little day trip to get out of the routine. We were in one of the shops when she says, "Oh, look at all those dolls. They look just like Chucky." WHAT?

What were they thinking? These dolls, called 'Horror Dolls', were hanging at about head height all around this shop. Seriously weirded me out. I had to get out of there immediately. I will have bad dreams tonight. If I get Chucky for Chrstmas (was threatened), I will have to kick butt. Demonic get of Chucky

.

 

[Bunnylady]

50 degrees and raining all day. I've been stuck in the house with the only human being I have ever met who can develop cabin fever in a matter of minutes.

 

[sourland]

Well, we've only met here, but I too can 'develop cabin fever' in a heartbeat. In my case it is snow that triggers me to pace throughout the house. Then to the outside to shovel the deck, fill bird feeders, check dogs for bedding, water the dogs, change water on the birds, walk down to the road, listen to hear if my neighbor is coming with the plow, shovel the sidewalk, walk to the back of the property, walk back down to the road, "Where in HECK is Richard with that plow?, back inside, pace a little more, go downstairs and clean the cellar, plan supper, start supper, pace through the house, where is Richard with that snow plow?--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------