I mean that I SAW a baby possum; I am not addressing YOU as “Baby Possum.”
I could actually start doing that if you remind me enough, but it would be weird.
Tag Archives: humor
Can I *PLEASE* borrow your red wheelbarrow?
So much depends upon it.
<banana cravings>
goddam
When they’re CHILLED just right, they’re like FREAKIN’ ICE CREAM, I swear!
I actually HAVE ice cream in the freezer, but my cells are crying out for chilled bananas instead of that.
Throwback Thursday: Dark Nolan Stalks the Mountains!
Just a pretty cool composite photo I created … maybe 10 years ago? It’s a mood. I’m pretty sure the original shots were taken in Salem, Virginia.
If you people feel compelled to give me a Sith name, Darth Loquacious will do just nicely.
Today’s portmanteau:
Banana + addict = Bananaddict
(Seriously, they are so frikkin’ GOOD, though! Yes, I realize they have a high sugar content.)
celery is disgusting
celery is what cholera would taste like if it had corporeal form
YOU CAN TAKE MY ADVERBS WHEN YOU PRY THEM FROM MY COLD, DEAD HANDS.
SLOWLY, in fact. You’d be prying them SLOWLY.
So we’re back on a healthy eating kick again.
We’ll see how long I last this time.
What you see are arcane foodstuffs like melons, bananas, celery and carrots — drawn from the farthest reaches of the supermarket. (Any aisle not containing meat, cheese or cookies might as well be the darkest rain forest to me.)
