Actually, that is a magic elixir. Bassets spread it around like fairy dust, and anyone who is lucky enough to be drooled upon gets super powers. You know, like flying, x-ray vision, the ability to eat a whole bag of chips in one sitting! Pass the dip.
DennisinSeattle Premium Member over 6 years ago
Could be worse!
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 6 years ago
Cleo couldn’t hear the question….
she stuffed the last three handfuls of chips in her mouth all at once,
so Clara would go fetch some more.
she drools, of course, but only for fun….
she doesn’t need to create werebasset underlings or zombie slaves…
she’s already got human minions.
Meanwhile, Ben doesn’t know whether to suspect that his own suspicions are somehow suspect….
or to be suspicious of himself for harboring such suspicious suspicions…. some of which he suspects are somewhat specious.
GROG Premium Member over 6 years ago
Where basset?
There Basset!
Couldn’t help it. I felt it needed to be said.
Rotifer NOT GETTING RUBEN BOLLING’S PIN Thalweg Premium Member over 6 years ago
I recall a gypsy woman
Silver spangles in her eyes
Ivory skin against the moonlight
And the taste of life’s sweet wine.
She Mc over 6 years ago
Yes Claude, the life of a basset is usually a fabulous life!!!
MontanaLady over 6 years ago
Egads! Basset Hound Drool!!!
Actually, that is a magic elixir. Bassets spread it around like fairy dust, and anyone who is lucky enough to be drooled upon gets super powers. You know, like flying, x-ray vision, the ability to eat a whole bag of chips in one sitting! Pass the dip.
Perkycat over 6 years ago
Cleo will get back to you on that, Claude, after he gets that other bag of chips.
mistercatworks about 1 year ago
Recursive paranoia is the worst kind of recursive paranoia. :)