...at least I used to be a storm, but now I'm slowing down.
Bleah. Made me nearly take a pin to pop my eyeballs, but closing that browser window was much easier.
How ever did Jon Arbuckle get laid?!
We’re going to name our next cat Qwerty! No re-ordered keypads here!
‘No, I brought my own.’
‘It wasn’t an offer. I’m asking if I cud buy some.’
Short legs, long body, loooooong ears: basset! Not bass voiced, though…
…from the snow! Only that, no other removal is even thought of!
Pig-pen is still playing hide and seek 50 years after his friends stopped playing it?
The letter was from Richard Quiney asking for Shakespeare’s assistance in securing a loan of £30 — and in 1598, that was a lot more money than it is considered to be today.
photos of the letter found https://shakespearedocumented.folger.edu/exhibition/document/only-surviving-letter-shakespeare-letter-richard-quiney-asking-shakespeares
It is addressed “To my Loveinge good ffrend & contreymann Mr. Wm Shackespere,” dated “ffrom the Bell in Carter Lane the 25 October 1598” and signed “Ryc. Quyney.”
She was as poor as a church mouse and still had money for a boob job? :-)
Octopus sock puppet party? :-)