Our cat Tigger was very like Tommy Boy! A great, big, floofy, fluffy ball of lovable catness. He had Russian Blue in him & if we’d’ve known that, he would’ve been named Chekov. But we didn’t known & the toddler chose Tigger, b/c Tigs was also a very active, “bouncy” kitten.
Just ignore him. One day he’ll step over the line the autocorrectbots have drawn & get banned. In the mean time, don’t play into his game. He thinks he’s being honest, telling it like it is, disproving fantasy, whatever. We know he’s got problems & is trying to make us have them too.
Yep. And, b/c of Star Trek, we have things in the medical & electronic genres that somebody dreamed up & somebody else said, “Hey! That gives me an idea!”. Roald Dahl borrowed from a poem by Arthur O’Shaughnessy, when he had Willy Wonka say " We are the music makers & we are the dreamers of dreams. And Star Trek certainly dreamed up some good ones!
Yep. Ol’ brain had to jump thru quite a few hoops to get this one. Then again, I’m waiting for the coffeemaker to finish brewing up the morning java, so, maybe I’m just not awake enough. Good show, Jef!
There are dogs who are not quite so beautiful. Nasty personalities. Overbreeding for supposedly “cute” physical appearances. A combo of both of those. And, some dogs are just ugly! But I’ve known quite a few ugly dogs that were so incredibly sweet, gentle, well-behaved (& sometimes as stupid as a box of rocks,) that they made up for all the mean, nasty, over-breed ones.
Yep. First you smack him as hard as you can with the bouguet. Then you turn around & say “I’m sorry, there’ll be no wedding, lets go have a party with the reception set-up, so it’s not wasted.”
Wow! You two certainly are cheerful! And just how many stories have your wives endured you telling & telling & telling to everybody & anybody, let alone telling it to your wives, yet again, for the umpteenth time???
We’ve already had several days that were too high a temp’ for comfort! Used to be, the ol’ A/C wasn’t needed until after Memorial Day & wasn’t used after Labor Day. And we’re in upper Illinois!
Our cat Tigger was very like Tommy Boy! A great, big, floofy, fluffy ball of lovable catness. He had Russian Blue in him & if we’d’ve known that, he would’ve been named Chekov. But we didn’t known & the toddler chose Tigger, b/c Tigs was also a very active, “bouncy” kitten.