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Yawwwwwn. Streeeetch. Good morning every one... I'm gonna go try that bacon gravy now.
Coffee's ready - in the carafe, right there.
Posted by: Pie Shell | December 31, 2005 at 07:10 AM
Mornin', y'all! Just checking in from the my Griswold-like family get togethers. Anything in the archives I should go read right away?
Posted by: Scott P | December 31, 2005 at 09:03 AM
Morning Scott! You haven't missed that much.
Posted by: gail | December 31, 2005 at 09:06 AM
Looks like your foot problem is serious, Gail. I guess you won't be rolling up the rug for dancing in the New Year.
Posted by: Scott P | December 31, 2005 at 09:10 AM
I can hop on one foot.
Posted by: gail | December 31, 2005 at 09:19 AM
Except what was deleted...
Posted by: John S (BMABWY) | December 31, 2005 at 09:21 AM
Oh, yes. All the pornographic stuff that we didn't want Scott to see.
Posted by: gail | December 31, 2005 at 09:27 AM
Uh, come again?
Posted by: Scott P | December 31, 2005 at 10:02 AM
Yes...He is waaaayyyyy too young...ha ha ha
Posted by: John S (BMABWY) | December 31, 2005 at 10:04 AM
Okay, so don't fill me in. Whatever.
Posted by: Scott P | December 31, 2005 at 10:37 AM