Bloomfield wrote:Steve called you "a burst of beige wtih a clownish whistle style and an idiotic, stupefying personality"? Well, that's really harsh, and not true at all! Where does he get such ridiculous notions? You're a burst more like a light brown, not beige.
That's 'cause you're looking at the world through a sepia-tone fog. Makes those subtle distinctions difficult.
Giles: "We few, we happy few."
Spike: "We band of buggered."
emmline wrote:I, for one, have never been stupefied by you Susan. Threatened perhaps. But never stupefied.
Actually you should be filled with admiration. My fortune cookie today said, "You are admired for your adventurous ways." I don't know why everybody in the staff meeting laughed when I read it out loud. I'm one light brown adventure after another!! Just call me Inditana Jones!
amar wrote: quote 2: "Setanta hit the sliotar with his hurley and it went into the hound's mouth and stuck in his throat."
how utterly revolting..
I don't know why I get blank stares when people ask me what I do for a living and I reply that I am employed to thwack sliotars into the mouths of hounds.
I mean, it's kind of demeaning to go through life with a first name that means "a headless nail" and a family name that means "Ireland's version of the hockey stick."
bradhurley wrote:I mean, it's kind of demeaning to go through life with a first name that means "a headless nail" and a family name that means "Ireland's version of the hockey stick."
Well, you've always got an excuse to drink 'til you're hammered and have to hurl...
Giles: "We few, we happy few."
Spike: "We band of buggered."
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