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Post by The Doctor on Aug 19, 2011 21:19:38 GMT
With fire!
-Ralph
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Post by Philip Ayres on Aug 19, 2011 21:38:27 GMT
that may hurt the monitor
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Post by The Doctor on Aug 19, 2011 21:52:15 GMT
BURN!
-Ralph
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Post by Philip Ayres on Aug 21, 2011 7:48:59 GMT
So is week 34 Rhymimg week?
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on Aug 21, 2011 7:56:58 GMT
So is week 34 Rhymimg week? If you insist, Phil. Martin
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Post by Philip Ayres on Aug 21, 2011 8:02:55 GMT
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on Aug 21, 2011 8:14:32 GMT
You did bring the possibility up elsewhere so I suppose we aught to get it out the way for another year. And though he protests and says he couldn't stand(ed) it It's going to return, because Phil demanded it. The original inspiration for Rhyming Week, incidentally, was this song: Martin
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Post by The Doctor on Aug 21, 2011 10:00:07 GMT
Urgh. I can feel the relaxed mood from AA leaving me. Ugh.
-Ralph
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on Aug 21, 2011 12:53:43 GMT
A dormouse drew blood from my finger this morning. It was a magnificent effort because they are puny little creatures, and within minutes I was unable to even locate the wound (unlike the nettle stings from the nature reserve which still hurt).
I don't blame her. She wasn't to know that we only had her five blind loudly squeaking babies in a bag to weigh them and that we would soon return both them and her safely to their nest.
What amazes me more is the way in which wild dormice _without_ babies are so easygoing and relaxed once you've caught them in your hand. If a giant reached into my house and grabbed me in his hand, I would do my best to cause him pain regardless of whether he had my children in a bag.
Lovely how as soon as I posted her back in through the hole of the nestbox the babies immediately stopped squeaking.
"Quiet! Mum's home and she looks mad!"
Martin
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Post by Philip Ayres on Aug 21, 2011 13:50:08 GMT
Urgh. I can feel the relaxed mood from AA leaving me. Ugh. -Ralph See Martin yet another person who feels as I do about rhyming week!
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Post by Grand Moff Muffin on Aug 21, 2011 15:49:39 GMT
Urgh. I can feel the relaxed mood from AA leaving me. Ugh. -Ralph See Martin yet another person who feels as I do about rhyming week! I refer my honourable friend to I always enjoy rhyming week. It appeals to my pun sensibilities. -Ralph Martin
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Post by legios on Aug 21, 2011 19:16:33 GMT
A dormouse drew blood from my finger this morning. For some reason this made me imagine a dormouse equipped with a syringe and a "this won't hurt much" attitude.... I have had a fairly quiet weekend this weekend - walked the ten miles or so along the canal to Linlithgow on Saturday, I had felt the lack of a good long walk the last couple of weekends so I felt it was time to blow the cobwebs off a bit. Always nice to wander along in company with the swans and the ducks. I was originally going to take the train to Linlithgow and walk back, but I'm glad I opted to do it the other way considering how busy the combination of the Festival and a rugby game made the trains going to Edinburgh. Today was spent doing a bit of pruning in the garden, and looking at the bean plants - Which seem to be having a second go at flowering at the moment - and then a cinema trip. I think I am now properly refueled for a couple of days at work (seeing as I am off on Wednesday I benefit from only having to do two days at a haul). Karl
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Post by The Doctor on Aug 21, 2011 19:22:29 GMT
An epic quest to locate a toy for Phil resulted in success but great irritation at the Festival crowds. One more week and they will be gone.
-Ralph
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Post by Philip Ayres on Aug 21, 2011 20:40:50 GMT
A quest that Ralph suceeded in!
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Post by Shockprowl on Aug 21, 2011 21:42:34 GMT
Well it sounds like you crazy cats certainly had a good time at AA! I will go next year! I will I will I will!
I have some time off coming up, which will be arousingly wonderful. Yet another night shift tmw night, then I'm free for nearly 3, count 'em, 3 entire mother-freakin' weeks, Baby!!!
Wriggler is getting very chubby now. Ripe for squeezing of Fat Bits! Piglet has already vowed to rescue her little sister from me.
Also, I may have found the bookcase that defines me as a person. I'm very excited about this. Mrs Shockers is also excited, she's just having trouble realising that she's excited and mind control may need to be utilised in order to, er, prompt her in the right direction. The bookcase in question is from a very exclusive retailer, you may well have not heard of it, it's called Ik-eah, they're from Finland. The most sex-wee launching part of it is that the bookcase that defines me as a person has matching items! Such as a side-board thingy and a TV table jobby! God bless the Fins.
Be cool out there, Cyber-Chumbs.
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