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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:03 pm
by lizzytysh
Well, you flea-bitten, so-called manager! I'm still in that other country doing faires, and you're still in that
other country doing
unfaires. Don't try to
dr-a-a-a-a-a-g me in on this. Now where was I ~ Knit one, purl two.......oh, how I sometimes hate having my peace interrupted.
~ DL2 [to you

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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:08 pm
by SWITZ
WAG WAG WAG WAG...SCRATCH..SCRATCH..SCRATCH......BITE....SCRATCH...SCRATCH...SCRATCH.....WAG WAG WAG......
Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 11:14 pm
by lizzytysh
Pffffff.
Knit one, purl one.....knit one, purl two. I wonder if there are any new, good books of poetry around.
Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 10:45 pm
by SWITZ
.....And so they leave the bright lights....the yarn of their lives unraveled...by the kittens of destiny...

Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 11:02 pm
by lizzytysh

Great take, SWITZ

!
Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 11:08 pm
by LaurieAK
SWITZ
"...kittens of destiny."
THAT is hilarious!
L (who now needs to figure out how to work in the phrase: "penguins of fate..." into a conversation

Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 11:37 pm
by lizzytysh
Just make sure they waddle off into their future, L

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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 11:45 pm
by LaurieAK
Hmmm...
...the carpet of their lives was soiled by the puppies of broken dreams....
Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 11:48 pm
by LaurieAK
OR...
...the ice field of their existance was shattered by the penguins of fate...
Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 11:56 pm
by linda_lakeside
I was thinking of something more along the lines of: "Knock, knock", "who's there?" .....
It's your dilemma, but I, as a casual observer, will accept your offering of "the ice field". Brilliant. Truly.
Linda.
Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 11:56 pm
by lizzytysh
Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 12:04 am
by LaurieAK
The ocean of their changing relationship was snagged by the fingerlings of romance...
Somebody stop me.....
Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 12:17 am
by LaurieAK
the wooded lot, that had become their daily lives, harbored racoons of sweet revenge.
i really gotta get back to work....(the pigeons of responsibility call...)
Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 12:27 am
by linda_lakeside
The ravens of responsibility caw.
Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 12:57 am
by Byron
The flame of eternal promise licks the seat of curried favours......
Think about it
