BATCAVE 13: BAT'S ATIRE

Fwaps Loony uplongside the noggin jest coz I feel like it.

I'll take the numbah 2 spot, tho, it's the closest I's been to bein' first in a few years.

Fwaps Loony upside the head jest so we can reenact the scene from Airplane (Flying High in Oz) where the passenger gets hysterical and the udder passengers line up with everything from machetes to baseball bats to take a fwap at her. I didn't laugh myself pee empty at those movies and you can't prove I did.

V

We's supposed to have furnichewer by now.  It was scheduled for de-livering at 6pm.  It is now after 7pm.  Aimless is also pm--Pizzled Muchly!  Not only is they late, they ain't answering they's phone, neither!  Much as I lurve pointless waiting, I'd rather do it on a flocking SOFA.

Aimquiteimpatientbat

I'll take the numbah 2 spot, tho, it's the closest I's been to bein' first in a few years.

BwAAAAAAhahahahaha

I'm having a difficult week. Wish the difficult part wuz over. Glares at cellie phone and wills it to send me a text saying things iz awright with the foist ex-SIL.

Whinges struggling and when can life be a bit more normal please

)))))Whinges(((((( I henceforth command your weak to improve.

Had a slow start this moaning. Bad case of wanna-stay-in-bed-longer and then, when I got up, donwannas. But I walked on the dreadmill anyways - mostly because very few of my clothes fit around my butt, and I'm supposed to be looking respectabubble a lot in the next weak or so. Hard to do that when your shirts keep riding up.

Guano sew a new top this afternoon. Maybe. As soon as the fabric dries. If it werks, might wear it tomorrow. Maybe. 

Apparently the furnichewer people wuz jest waiting for me to start beeching.  They arrived less than 5 minuets after I posted.  Now we's got living room, dining room, and bedroom furnichewer.  The Aimspawn will snoozle on real beds tonight, not air mattresses.  I's not a bit pleased.

Too bad I's flocking hexausted.  I meant to make a nice dinner to have on our gnu table.  Oh well, the 'spawn will survive.

Aimnolongerfurnichewerless

You guys are giving me a migraine.

Don't say we never gave youse nuffing, Loony, and since you now has custody of the migroan, we all wish you'd keep it. I stink your noggin is the safest place for the migroan.

All in disfavor of Loony becoming the Offishal Keeper of the Migroan, pelt Loony with migroan remedy tablets.

My stuffed ear is feeling less stuffed, but not all the way back to normal. Whatever normal is.

)))Whinges((( I wreckamend youse dunk the exes as needed, rinse and repeat. Mebbe youse'll feel bettah. Hopelessly, Gator's over her indigestion and won't mind a snack. All for a bat cause.

~Lurid

How can they justify cutting your commissions when you're already living off their hot air, sPam? I'll fwap for you to find a better option that doesn't involve living under a bridge.

 Cave is now lauraed despite procrastinating for most of the day. Not zackly procrastinating, more like getting distracted by that evil four-letter word, werk.

Zoo tomorrow. CanBra road people has temporarily blocked off the way I usually use, so hafta find a gnu way. If I hadda been there last weak, I might skip it, but haven't been for three weaks so really wanna go. At least it's only guano be 20 degrees instead of the 44 we got last Satireday.

Valkyrie 

Cranks Slosh and Valkyrie.

Slosh, couldja win the lottery? That might help. Otherwise, mebbe a few guano bombs over Miniappleless would be unnice.

I wish they'd jest switch us all to hourly wages. It would stop the drama in the sales force (stealing customers, sticking sTony with only the single, old, and infirm), and we'd at least make a living wage since we werk 60 hours a week.  But that won't happen.

They's cutting back like all cumpnies. Our industry is pretty vulnerable when peeples slam their wallets shut. And the pressure they put on you to sell in spite of the economy is horrendous.

Oh, if'n you happen to find a Nikon D3X laying on the street, youse might pick it up and send it our way. (I'd put a grinny here, but this IS the cave.)

Fwaps fer the 'lings would be unnice too. Still no yobs fer three of them at this point.

Fwappity fwapping for the sPamily.

I stink we lefted DisGracie in the last cave. Who ate the brownie crumbs Satire lefted out so we could all find our way here?

P~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!! to youse all. From the bottom of my cold, black, shriveled wittle heart.

~Lurid

and fwaps for the sPamily. Unhope things pick up soon. I'se been worried bout disGracie too - unhope she's okay.

Knell

I's seen DisGracie on Facebook a few times. I stink she's avoiding us. Mebbe too much missouri in here?

gator's post??? here or outside?

I'm eating a brownie.

I jest thought you'd all be avidly disinterested to know that.

You may be jealous now.

~Lurid

Nothoping Bronbat gets to her jest appearance in dry wether. It's overcats in CanBra today. Don't mind overcats whether as aminals at the zoo tend to be more active then. But it's so crazy, today's temps are zackly half those of this time last weak. Did I mention my lauraing is dung? And no, I donwanna come do anybatty else's.

Maybe it's not a good ideer to put calories on junke food menus. If we wanted helfy food, we wouldn't be eating there.

)))sPamily and lings getting good jobs(((( ))))hurty bats and test-getting bats for good gnus((((

Valkyrie 

At least I'm not the only one getting smacked upside the head. 

loony

Sorry about yer kead thriller crown, Gator. I don't think you'da
looked good in it anyway. From what I hear it's all rusted up and
dented purty bad.

In udder gnus, part of firebreathing batson's
crew flew out fer Oz today to pitch in on the wildfires. Batson will be
leaving on Sunday. Says they'll be down there "roughly" 35 days. I told
him to call Valkyrie if he had a chance and he said ... from the
briefing they got this moaning ... that they prolly won't have much
free time.

Jest hope it ain't too bad. Never wanted him to have
to go to war, you know, but seems like this damn firefighting career
he's chosen is jest about as dangerous.

Slosh

This weak, sTony and I is averaging about $23 an hour each. Makes a huge difference what kind of choich bozz puts us in. Hopefully bozz kin see sTony is selling nearly $1000 more a day in portraits than other photographer. If'n he cain't, it's cuz he donwanna.

Fwaps fer brondrybat and Sloshlingsafebatling

This one looks like it should go with the Sham-DEAD pic...

Fwapping for Batson, too, Slosh. At least the nightmare weather seems to be over, so hopefully no more firestorms. I'll be down in Melbored next weakend. If I see any 'merican firefighters, I'll say hello. Or g'day. However, there probably won't be many at the Romance Reader's Convention. I don't think it's guano get that hot, there.

It rained here all day. Or at least, it rained wherever I was all day - on my way to Tamworth and back. Library talk went ungood. 40+ people came out in the rain to hear me squeak. (Not much else to do on a Satireday in Tamworth, obviously).  Bookseller solded some books, and I signed a few. Library staff seemed happy.

Drove home and found that the hounds, despite having perfeckly good kennels, obviously spent not much of the day in them, because they was verra wet. The house now has the indelicate parfum of Eau de Dampe Dogge. However, at least we didn't have as much rain as Bourke, out in the outback, where they've had 8" in 24 hours - a third of their annual rainfall. Of course, neither us nor Bourke nor the swathes of Cleansland currently under water are anywhere near Victoria where the bushfires are, where the rain is needed.

In other gnus, I stink it's time for a warmed chocorat muffin and mice scream.

Unhappy Vday everybatty!  There's this Cupid guy flying around my Yahoo homepage flinging his arrows.  Doesn't he know he could hurt somebatty with that thing?  Put somebatty's eye out?  I've been avoiding him at all costs.  Donnwanna end up engaged yet again but that's a story for another time.

loony

I wuz gonna suggest Bat Cave 13: Triskadekaphobats, but I didn't manage to fwap in on Friday the 13th....

Flappy Val-on-Tines Day.  

)))))unhugs for everybatty who kneads one, which appears to be just about everybatty((((( 

There's just too much for me to catch up with.  In Flew Enzo just doesn't want to let go.  Musta been hit by one of Cupidity's arrows. 

Oh, and didn't fall over laughing at Aimless's pick-shers.  

I's a sleepy Bat. Might hafta have an afternoon nap. Boredom's been away for 2 nights, camping, and I've had hounds inside because it was raining, so I haven't had enough sleep.

Since Boredom was away, I sellybrated V-day by watching the movie Little Women, and eating some chocorat. Witch is probably more sellybration than we would have done if he'd been home, since we're not much into V-day.

He came home this moaning, since it had been raining the entire time they were there, and they couldn't cross the river to go to the place they were planning to go to today. So they came home instead, and fiends stopped in for moaning tea.

There. That is my hexciting Sundaze so far. Definitely nap time.

On COPS tonight:

Cop: Do you know why you're going to jail tonight?

Perp: No.

Cop: You're going for obstructing a police officer.

Perp: Obstructing? Obstructing? I wasn't obstructing! I would never do any obstructing! You were the ones who were obstructing, not me. Obstructing? No way!

Cop: Do you know what obstructing means, sir?

Perp: No.

Cop: Then how do you know you weren't obstructing?

He shuts the car door while the man mumbles.  

*Aimless pulls a comforter out of the dryer and wraps its toasty-warmth around Guanna*

There, is that batter?  Shirley there's a law 'bout not having heat available in cold whether.  I really stink your parting gift to the slumlord should be a report to the Housing Authority or whatever agency regulates slums.  She deserves it.

The hex is back from See-tattle.  He had some kind of sicky and got prescribed an antibatotic, witch it turns out he's allergic to, so now instead of seeing the Aimspawn, he's at home with hives and missouri and Benedryl.  I stink he and the wife-in-law are guano come over for lunchie tomorrow, though.  I'd hate for them to see the gnu place, and the 'spawn aren't missing they's daddy at all, so it'd be a horrible time for all involved.

And now it's time to put in one more load of laundry before guano to bed.  Nitol.

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