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

[Bunnylady]

In this case, the destination was - oh, maybe 4 or 5 feet away . . . .

Really doesn't take long to get there at all.

 

[Spookwriter]

Sometimes the ride is all about the journey.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

You know, I never did ride Gus. I was afraid I'd break his back with my substantial derrière.

 

[Spookwriter]

...shoulda got that Quarter horse from me, Em...

 

[EmtheFishLady]

I'll trade ya some brownies?

 

[Spookwriter]

Done went to the store my dear.

Bought some real brownies in a box.



What else you got to trade?

 

[EmtheFishLady]

Home made bread? I made some Buckeyes, that used to be Deerman's favorite. I have a bunch of kids. One just got a fresh haircut, I'll send ya that one.

 

[Alaskan]

Buck eyes? Really? Kind of big and pop in your mouth, huh?

Do you like them?

 

[Alaskan]

Spook, say no, ask for donuts.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

They're alright. A little too sweet for me. I don't like a lot of sweets.