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I saw my blog count was looking lonely at 6 so I decided to up it to 7. Yes, you read that right, seven mighty posts! You might also note that I used the number 7 and spelled out seven as well. Did you know that in print media you typically spell out numbers less than 10? And ten itself can be spelled out or typed as the number. Does that make 10 bi? Or maybe it's just confused? Either way it sounds like ten is in uni or college and still trying to find itself. Not all grown up like 11 and
Per Quin's request, I shall call him sweets from now on. I don't have a lot of terms of endearment for many people, so this is pretty special. I will have to make sure to not abuse it or overdo it, otherwise it will lose that special meaning. And I mean it. Yup yup.
This blog post's for you, sweets!
I often wondered why we say something feels funny. How does humor tie to it? Or perhaps Raistlin's naughty bits make him laugh? Or perhaps chuckle? Or maybe chortle or giggle or guffaw? I wonder if his naughty bits ever made him laugh so hard he squirted milk out his nose? But that wouldn't be funny, that would just be unpleasant. Then you smell warm milk all day and there's really no humor in that. Come to think
I'm trying to decide what foa is doing with her five inches of snow. My first thought is that is a verrrry long line to take up in one snort. Perhaps she intends to do two snorts, or maybe half for each nostril. I wonder what foa is like when she's high on the snow? I bet she gets violent, like she's probably feeling right now as she reads this.
So I hope she has fun with her snow and I'm glad she found such an enjoyable way to pass the
Today I went to Jack in the Box for lunch because my coworker had a coupon for chicken nuggets. I ordered 20 pieces and ate them with buffalo sauce and barbeque sauce. They were okay. The nuggets were flat, like someone sat on them. I like my chicken nuggets fluffy.