I think that last night the crack squirrels finally managed to gnaw a hole through my skull and escape. I don’t know if this will be an improvement or not. But I do know that catching crack squirrels is going to be tricky. And stuffing them back in my head without getting bitten will require some dexterity. But I miss them. Wish me luck…
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enigmatic little nuggets aren’t they?
I am in the middle of some strange stuff right now, even for me…
I specialize in the long-running gag… sort of…
You might never find them but Good Luck anyway!
I wont get much done without them.
Snort them. Boom! Mainline, right back into the head.
That might actually work.
I like Trents ideas! Yummy!
This is not a democracy… it is a benevolent dictatorship…
When did the benevolent part start?
I am working on it!
i don’t know what you’re talking about
You need to read something besides blogs once in a while…
I know but no time..lol
Read a book… watch some news… something… we can’t keep explaining everything… we are busy too.
read a what?
oh, you
I’ve written two
Still not the same thing.
sigh
yeah sigh
Yay for friendlies! I am cooking up some crack squirrels as we speak. They have a delicate aroma and are somewhat hard to detach from their.
Fur. Their fur.
Tastiest part!
ahaha! it sounds like a burgandy would go with them nicely, on my way!
I think rum would work better.
let’s meet in the middle, Rye
Good answer.
done! 😉 says the person who had a bit of a hand over this am
a hand over… that sounds sexy… HA!!!
oh geeze, a hang over….ahaha!
I am sure hubby was grateful…
ahaha tongue biting..
You did that too?
moi?
I will save you a chair.
Burgundy does not go with that at all… peasant!
Don’t you mean pheasant?
You wish.
Great a nice comfy one I hope! 😉
For you? Of course. The best only.
perfect nothing but the best for me…LOL
Anyone who can give Mr. PMAO a run for his money is all right with me.
You know it! Are you joining in to torture him?!
Anytime anywhere. Whatever it takes to get him to the top.
Lets do it!
Wait… does getting me to the top by means of torture involve shoving a long pole up my bum, because I am not doing that…
I could I’ll have to talk to my partner on that, that’s his department..
Oh… one of us has some explaining to do…
So much enthusiasm for torture…. like Dick Cheney…
of course
sigh
Torture me to the top.
Give it your best shot.
My gym gives me a run for my money…
And look… it’s electric… there is a big plug in back…
can’t complain about that!
Really… the electric chair doesn’t ring any bells???
it gives a good massage..
Not when you turn it all the way up.
well then you get a good nap
You cook like a sausage on a bar-b-q
nappy time
The long nap.
yes
Don’t worry about the straps on the arms and legs…
We’ll see…
Breaking bad squirrels.
Boooo. I am ignorant of that show. Never watched a minute of it. I probably should.
I never did either.
Yah. Who has time for tv anyhow?
I watch lots of stuff… just not that.
Really? And you still find time for all of this? Amazing. I don’t have cable. I get nothing. Can’t even watch sports.
I don’t do sports.
I live, breathe and die baseball. But I don’t watch it at all. I take what I can from the box scores and the editorials. It’s a sad silly existence.
I don’t have the organized sports gene.
Make sure you put them in the right order. It may go wibble
Or wobble.
Wibbles wobble but they don’t fall down
I remember the Weeble commercials.
I do – barely. Them and the Humphreys
I don’t remember them.
Ahh. They were straws that used to go around drinking all the milk.
That is sort of creepy.
It was
ha
At least you have an open mind now.
I do???
The squirrels have escaped and left a hole in it, so yeah, you do.
Oh… right… that explains the whistling sound… and the drafts…
Try not to get rabies…
I always do…
So that’s where it came from….a hysterical squirrel ran down a tree and leaped over the dog’s head and ran across the street.(Molly was checking out some ground – totally oblivious to the creature right above her)
If I see it again, I’ll herd it back your way…it did look very lost and confused…obviously must be yours.
That’s one of them all right.
Thought so…it looked pretty squirrely
It’s the bulging eyes and twitches that give them away…
Well, I have nothing much to offer. However, I do recommend that you skin the crack squirrels before you eat them. Spread them out on a cutting board and baste liberally with sage and oregano. Utilize salted butter in the pan and cook at high heat for best results. Crack squirrels are best served for breakfast and lunch; they are sort of a light meat. Anyway, I believe this might be the only way to get said crack squirrels back inside you where they belong. Eat them.
These are my creative counterparts you are talking about.
They will taste great with fava beans and a rich chianti.
sigh