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True story:

I got home from work last evening, and Mubu (my famous cat, for those of you who don't know) was toying with a shrew that had found its way indoors to my apartment. Now, cat-fanciers know that cats HATE shrews. Hate 'em. They'll kill them, but won't eat them. Well, maybe that's because shrews taste too funky or something, but I've never known a cat to miss an opportunity to whack a shrew in any case. It's sort of like an "on general priciples" thing. I was expecting the predictable scenario to play out, but Mubu apparently had made a playmate out of the little guy (we'll call it a him, shall we?). At one point the two of them were sitting face-to-face just looking at each other. Mubu put her nose forward, the shrew did likewise with his, and they actually touched noses! It was like they were buddies. Then the shrew decided to go, and Mubu grabbed him as if to say, "Get back here, you", and gently batted at him for a bit. Then she got distracted, the shrew made his getaway, and Mubu spent the remainder of the evening trying to find him. I know she did, because I heard a couple of squeaks in another room later on. The reason why I know Mubu didn't kill him is because she's sniffing around and listening for him today. She seems kind of lonesome.
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Post by Will O'B »

I arrived late to this thread, so just let me say that I like bananas because they have no bones. Also, let me add that I have no idea what that means.

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I'm a far-out space tick!!
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'I wish it need not have happend in my time,' said Frodo.
'So do I,' said Gandalf, 'and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.'

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THE TRIPLE FOOL
by John Donne


I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so
In whining poetry ;
But where's that wise man, that would not be I,
If she would not deny ?
Then as th' earth's inward narrow crooked lanes
Do purge sea water's fretful salt away,
I thought, if I could draw my pains
Through rhyme's vexation, I should them allay.

Grief brought to numbers cannot be so fierce,
For he tames it, that fetters it in verse.
But when I have done so,
Some man, his art and voice to show,
Doth set and sing my pain ;
And, by delighting many, frees again
Grief, which verse did restrain.

To love and grief tribute of verse belongs,
But not of such as pleases when 'tis read.
Both are increasèd by such songs,
For both their triumphs so are published,
And I, which was two fools, do so grow three.
Who are a little wise, the best fools be.
/Bloomfield
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Post by Scott McCallister »

If you cut a pear in two pieces, do you call each side a "one"?
There's and old Irish saying that says pretty much anything you want it to.

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Post by aderyn_du »

Sunnywindo wrote:<a href="http://candyandstuff.com/candyandstuff/ ... ml">Mmmmmm.... yum!</a>



:) Sara
Okay, I'm breaking the rules... what is in an Idaho Spud candy? And, as I'm hoping there's no potato in it, why is it an Idaho Spud?
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Shhhhhhh! Don't tell as I'm supposed to be following the rules now, but an Idaho Spud Candy Bar has no potato in it. It's called such because it is potato shaped (with a flat bottom) and is made in Idaho (which is well known for it's potatoes)and is brown like a potato. I guess that's why. Well, it sounds good anyway. It is made mostly with this dense, rich chocolate marshmellow center, coated with a layer of chocolate sprinkled with coconut. Suffice it to say, it's chocolatey. Enough said.

(place itty bitty secret smilie here) Sara
'I wish it need not have happend in my time,' said Frodo.
'So do I,' said Gandalf, 'and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.'

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Has anyone else noticed that Hanson
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rhymes with Manson?

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Coincidence? I think not (and poof! I disappeared...)
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Yeah, sure, whatever. :wink:
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Life's little conundrum #324...

There's never a really high-powered rifle around when you need it.
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This is way cool. I think it should be first prize.
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There once was a Maiden from Chichester,
Who's curves made the Saints in their niches stir.
One morning at Matins
The heave of her satins,
made the Archbishop of Chichesters britches stir.

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And many a poor man that has roved,
Loved and thought himself beloved,
From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.

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A big moron and a little moron were standing on the edge of a cliff when, suddenly, a strong wind came up and knocked the big moron off the cliff. The other was safe though, because he was a little moron.
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