Looking for that frisson again

sadness

Hmmm, I have an SUV too! Mines a mini Ute but still an SUV,

Hi Noor, how come you always reply to everyone except me? I feel so cheapened. like you just breeze in here, look me up and down then move on to better things. There's nothing else for it, I'm going to have to contemplate a life as a monk so I never have to face the rejection again. Plus you get a free robe.

On a slightly more serious note, INS and I were discussing that quote the other day (the one at the bottom of your thread about all it takes for evil to prosper is that good men do nothing). Can I ask why you feel so strongly about it, enough to put it as a footnote to everything you write?
 
Page 20? That's plenty. See what happens when you talk to yourself? All sorts of people join in and yet no-one actually sends the cream cake. Here I sit, wasting away to nothing with not a dairy filled delight to thrust my tongue into. What I need is something soft and sweet to lick and to savour, to close my eyes as I gently suck the middle of. What do I get instead? Baked Penne, velveeta clothing and multilingual grape eating cats. I'm not mad at all. It really is everyone else.
 
On a totally unrelated note, my husband just called to inform me that he's taking our snowmobiles out of storage and bringing them home. Why does that depress me so much? <sob> Winter is coming my friends, and she will be wicked me thinks. Not to quote George R. R. Martin or anything...but Winter is coming!
 
Hi Jon,

Sorry not to partake in the Hog Waller thread, but as you have seen I simply don't have the vocabulary or the inflection for it. It does make for entertaining reading though. Do you write at all in your profession? If not then I think you should seriously consider it. I'd buy it.
In all seriousness I seldom write in my jack of all trades career choices. Something that now having the time I plan on ammending. That is if I can overcome severe cases of both dyslexia and Adult Attention Deficit Disorder...so I cover a complete lack of wit and vocabulary with clever coloqualisms and an appreciation for regionalism. You should feel thankful I refer to Hog Waller and not Paul's Whistle Stop, which actually exists in McIndoe Falls, Vermont, and is much closer to my rural New Hampshire upbringing....and much less intellegible...
 
On a totally unrelated note, my husband just called to inform me that he's taking our snowmobiles out of storage and bringing them home. Why does that depress me so much? <sob> Winter is coming my friends, and she will be wicked me thinks. Not to quote George R. R. Martin or anything...but Winter is coming!

It will not be worse then other years. In fact, we willnot get any snow because I broke down and bought a snowblower this summer. That will ensure that I wasted my money by not having any snow.



If you get cold, well, I know someone who can warm you up.
 
Well I see by your'n avatar that y'all's hankerin' real bad ta' visit us here, shall I have em fuel up the crop duster.
 
I would be proud to accept, if and only if I can have a tiara made of Velveeta. It only seems fitting. I'll even wear my eau de con queso for the occasion.
Got's to watch 'ems eau de conqueso, asn' some round here seems ta like to age em outside the outhouse doors fer a month or two. Even Effram who t'aint bathed since 1995 seems ta' take offense ta' that odor.
 
No worries, I'm a tough chick, I can take care of myself.
Hot Dang, gotta love a woman wi' lots of grit, or is that a woman who eats lots of grit....hmm come ta' think of it both....
 
I often have cement dust in my hair and on my jeans by the end of the day, does that count as grit?
 
No worries, I'm a tough chick, I can take care of myself.
Hot Dang, gotta love a woman wi' lots of grit, or is that a woman who eats lots of grit....hmm come ta' think of it both....
 
I usually wind up with cement dust in my hair and on my clothes by the end of the day, does that count?
 
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Hi everyone! Just dropping by for a very short while. I hope everyone is having fun. Have a lovely Thursday!

INS: We can sing "Borderline" together, as well as other Madonna songs. Do you happen to know "I am what I am"? It's so cheesy and gay, but I like that too for karaoke! lol

EA: Seems like your little thread is attracting more flies.. er.. people. Das ist gut für dich! :)

I would love to sing Borderline with you, but not the Gloria Gaynor song! Even a big hairy man couldn't sing that without looking at least a bit ummmmm... left footed....
 
Don't go Wings!! I've only just got here! Tell us more of your cement filled day...

Yesterday my day consisted of "washing" in some VERY big structures, lots of dust, some mud, lots of laughs. Then I met a friend for lunch, then came back to work to some issues with the mix. The mix is very important for strength! So I stood in the mixer room with my mixer men and we debated for about an hour, the best way to go. By the end of the day I was exhausted and covered in dust. Such is a day in the life of Wings. Today though, I'm relatively clean. So far anyway.
 
Lit seems to be acting up and I'm boring John. So I'll stop!
I doubt y'all could ever boar me, I mean's you bein' female and all....sides I was just losin' myself in the thought o' ya hosin' down that big ole cement cylander, an' packin' away the shute....dang a better image in ma mine then that there girls o' NASCAR calender down in the truck bays at Cecils....WAngs once y'all tire of that pristene English countryside, y'all definitely halfta come on down....I jus' wish I knew it's be in time for y"ALL to be the Velveeta Queen

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(Probably not a good time for me to mention that I'm married to a man who races stock cars?)
 
lol hmm i could belive that of some ppl on here but maybe not you

I THINK that's a compliment, but it's the truth. I have been known to hop in an NHRA car and haul ass down the drag. I also play in the mud, camp, work on engines, obsess about waxing my vehicles, daydream about cars I'd like to buy, drive a Harley on nice days, swear like a sailor, and many other un-ladylike things.
 
I THINK that's a compliment, but it's the truth. I have been known to hop in an NHRA car and haul ass down the drag. I also play in the mud, camp, work on engines, obsess about waxing my vehicles, daydream about cars I'd like to buy, drive a Harley on nice days, swear like a sailor, and many other un-ladylike things.

all those things are great but never unlady like if done by a lady
lol
 
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