By this time I am sure you are wondering what the secret of getting that many comments on a single post is. Well, it is simple. I answer every one I get. That means that just about half of those 36,239 comments were made by me… I might have missed one or two when I was on my second honeymoon, or when I had that computer virus, but that’s about it… in short, I have typed my fingers to bloody nubs for the sheer joy of responding to you… the best commenters in the whole wide world!!!
Ha! I threw that in just in case you were unable to conjure up a mental image of my bloody, nubby fingers. You’re welcome.
If you doubt my perseverance, my stubbornness, my out-and-out refusal to be beaten in the game of ‘getting the last word in’, go ahead… test me… try me out… make my day…
Just go to our record-breaking comment post… no, don’t comment here… go click on the blue words at the top of the sidebar over there——————–> and the link will magically take you to our magic chat room/clubhouse/saloon/madhouse of a blog post… where we are having a drunken reunion party all weekend long!!!
(No, you don’t have to be drunk… there are children that read this blog, for cryin’ out loud… but as long as you can behave yourself, being drunk probably wouldn’t hurt… until tomorrow morning)
So come on, what are you waiting for. Become a part of history. Meet some new people. What’s the worst that could happen?
Pouring My Art Out 
Is the Grammarian squirrel defunct in your head? YOU(?) had a computer virus??????? – Your computer (ehem) etc… hopefully had the virus.
I don’t do grammar rules… also, it is like saying I have a car engine… obviously it is an engine in my car… how would I get an engine inside me.
Him you are skirting the issue with circular logic (HIC HEAC HOC) twirling in your skirt, as it were.
No, because when I twirl my skirt with circular logic, my Freudian slip shows… HA! And I am a little drunk… so…
Test question on a psych test in college.
what is a Freudian Slip
A. A sexy under garment that women wear
B. A slip into gibberish
C. Saying something you didn’t mean to that has a Freudian references
D. etc.
Okay, I only remember the Part A answer…the rest I made up.
I am cooking a smoked Trout Tart, put that in your e-cig etc…and now your must smoke that outside too.
I do not like trouts that dress like tarts!
How many have you known??????????
well back in my younger days, I knew many a saucy fish!
Oo LaLa! La sauce c’est tout!
worst French accent ever!
J’dor le fromage qe pu
Did you mean: J’dor le fromage qui pue
Limburger??!!
maybe
Ha! Mon ami, vous êtes très drôle. A Bientôt.
I never drool… and certainly not three times… you take that back.
Mein Gott in Himmel! Ach Du! It means you are very funny. Later Gater.
Ich bin ien tortellini!!!
When President Kennedy gave his speech June 26, 1963, at the Berlin Wall in solidarity with the people of Berlin he said, “Ich bin ein Berliner.” However, what he said was I am a cream filled donut, which is what a Berliner is…he should have said, Ich kom aus Berlin. Now you know this embarrassing factoid too. (Did’t this start with the defunky grammar gaff?)
Guten Nacht. Have one for me.
I knew that story… I am a studier of history
Hmmmmm. You must be one of the few on US soil that knows that.
we are a rare breed
I suspect that is so.
suspect no more!
Okay. you are unsuspected, then.
Is that like an un-cola???
hmm. gotta think about that. Could be. Might be. Definitely unsure.
Then my work here is done