OH MY GADS====I LOVE THAT FOOD ESSAY---THAT IS AWARD WINNING----PEACHERS SHOULD BE A WRITER----LET'S GET RICH AND WRITE A BOOK TOGETHER =====FOOD ESSAYS BY COWARSES ANON.-----------I WILL SUBMIT MY ESSAY LATER TODAY.WE WILL BECOME MILLIONAIRES-----KIWI WILL EDIT AND SUGAR WILL MARKET AND LOHANI WILL CATER THE BOOK OPENING AT HER SLUDGIE POOL
MY TOPIC WILL BE------------YOU CAN'T EAT WHEN YOU DIE----------------I WILL ADD MORE AFTER DEJUNKING AND RE-FUELLING----I HEARD DARK CHOCOLATE IS GOOD FOR YOU AND HERSHEY'S HAS MADE DARK CHOCOLATE KISSES AND I AM USING THEM AS MEDICINE.
PAINTY----WILL YOU BE THE ILLUSTRATOR OF OUR BOOK?????-------- IT WILL JUST BE A HALLMARK STYLE MINI BOOK BUT WE CAN ALL LIVE OFF THE ROYALTIES FOR YEARS AND WE WILL APPEAR WITH BIG FAT DUSTY JANE ON OPRAH
Bagz... get a big attractive box (straw is nice) and stash everything in it that you think her kids might like to know about her. Put the rest in a black garbage bag and haul it out.
Originally posted by SugP
[B]We have four cuuuuuuuuuuute baby hedgehogs in our garden being looked after by their adorable mom. They're "fall hedgehogs" born in late summer instead of spring, so we need to fatten them up by Nov. 1 so they make it through the hibernation period. They're supposed to get dog food, rolled oats, raisins and scrambled eggs. Yum.
Oh dear, while I was reading "fatten them up by Nov. 1, I saw "scrambled eggs. Yum" and thought for sure you were planning to fry up them baby hedgehogs with aigs fer St. Shriven's day or whatsomeever. Oy.
Yep, I want to hose off my furniture instead of vacuum. Really enjoy sitting on plastic, don't you? Especially in the summer time.
With shorts on.
Well, I'm still tweezing. I tried some facial dipilitating cream or whatever the heck it's called, but I didn't like that hairless look at all. Of course I'm not fond of the mustache look either. I don't know. Maybe I'll just quit looking in the mirror.
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Originally posted by Cowpernia Kiwi, my fantasties about Herbie do not include him coming back to me.
Good lord, I would never suggest such a thing! Here's what I said:
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Originally posted by Kiwonk So what are you going to do when she breaks his "heart" and he comes back to you wanting to cry on your shoulder? A kick in the pants, I hope.
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Originally posted by Cowpernia Eating is just the most fun I can have since I have not followed Wabby's command and FOUND A MAN.
Well, good grief, woman, one landed in the yard overnight and you had him thrown out! Whassamattayu?
That was a lovely Ode to Food though. Beautiful, shows great affection.
Oh, you know what I say, Bagz: Throw it all out! (Don't get me wrong, I don't do that, I just advise other people to)
Dark chocolate kisses! Just the sound of that is musical! Better than mint M&Ms, I think! I must go out and get some. Who needs vitamins when you have dark chocolate kisses?
I went to the dentist and had an impression made for a new bite guard. All that pink rubber crap in my mouth. Yuk. I need a nap.
I am so terribly fond of Lush. I wish she would send her au pair to exchange the trousers instead of going out herself.
My essay will be entitled "Just a leaf of lettuce." Maybe I will write poetry instead. You know I almost had a weight problem myself until I gave it up for shopping and serving on committees.
there is a good chance that you will not care about food when you die----this is a terrible thought.I would like someone to do research on this and get back to us.Let us assume that there IS no food in Heaven/Hades-----------apparently we will be dead for a long time,so NOW is the only chance we have to EAT.if that is not reason enough,what is???PART TWO PENDING
It. Is. So. Hot. Here. My indoor thermometer says 95 degrees. The outdoor thermometer says 98 degrees. So much for my chintzy office air conditioner.
Marchella, all I can think to say is .... wow.
I think I'll work on a limerick.
I wrote a long and entertaining post, but then a customer came in and I had to do a Visa transaction and it uses the same phone line as my puter. So I had to abruptly get offline.
Remember the wife of one of our employees that told the tatoo joke? She stopped by to "visit" me. Who does she think she's kiddin'? She wanted to check out the hooters. She did, however confide that her's were of the saline variety. And now the whole internet knows!
We don't have hedgehogs, Sugar, we have squirrels. At first we thought they were cute. Now they are overrunning the place.
I prefer to believe that there is food in the afterlife, just no calories or sit ups. That's my idea of heaven.
as i sat by heaven's gate
i thought of all i hadn't ate
and so i turned and headed back
to earth to pack an extra snack
i am not sure they'll let me in
St.Peter says i've over-sinned
and everyone looks thin in there
i'll have one,no TWO eclairs---------- to be continued------------
Thanks Cowpernie------------------and now-------by Robert Frosting----"Whose pie is this---i think i know------------who left it sitting in the snow----------the filling's dark and lush and deep---and i have piles to eat before i sleep,piles to eat before i sleep." good night.
My indoor thermometer says 95 degrees.
The outdoor thermometer says 98 degrees. So much for my chintzy office air conditioner. 
She did, however confide that her's were of the saline variety. And now the whole internet knows!
