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

[chickwhispers]

Lions and tigers and bears?

 

[Bunnylady]

That works - we certainly go "oh, my!"

often enough around here.

 

[hennible]

 

[sourland]

Who? Me? That can't be possible. I am only a good influence on everyone with whom I come in contact. I am innocent, innocent, I tell you. I have lived a sheltered life and I'm pure as the driven snow.

The 'driven snow' picks up a bunch of dirt, dust, and debris. Not a good analogy - or perhaps an excellent analogy.

 

[Bunnylady]

Yeah, they say that at the heart of every snowflake is a tiny speck of dirt that acted as a "seed." Nasty stuff!

 

[hennible]

Well I guess I will stop eating snow....

 

[sourland]

Yellow snow has always been on the 'do not consume' list.

"Just sayin'."

 

[hennible]

But it is soo flavourful

 

[sourland]

But it is soo flavourful

Umm, and how do you know that?

 

[hennible]

It was an accident I swear....