BATCAVE 8: AS THE GUANO TURNS

The Bat Dame thinks there's a need in the community to have a place, besides SubCare, where writers can go to moan and whine in the darkness. A glum place. A place to feel subdued, humbled-by-the-process, hopeless (not that SHE feels this way).

So lower yourselves to the deepest, ugliest pits. Only then can you be uplifted to superhero status (aka published). For darkness can't exist without light, hunger without satiation, sadness without joy, despair without hope.

Here is the place for the equal and opposite reaction. 

To new bats, we understand the cave is a confuzzling place. Bats speak a
furrin language, say and do the opposite of what they mean - they
unwelcome new folk, unhug each other )))like this((( and sound as if
they are completely crazy. Witch they are.

Howsomever, it's a good kind of crazy. The kind that supports and helps
other bats through the bad times, and razzes them through the good
times. Bleeds and prays for hurting bats, cries with sad bats, and
suitably chastises happy bats. Got all that?

Posting smilies, cleaning the cave and letting in sun is against the
spirit and purpose of the cave. We need dark. We need gloom. We can't
get it anywhere else. Nor can we beech and moan anywhere else. This is
our cave-from-home.

So make yourself at cave here, beech and moan about your writing and
your life with the rest of us, and before you know it, you'll wonder how
you got along without bats. Or we got along without you.

All unclear now? Ungood. Fwap in and pull up a stalactite.

 

Visit the old batcave here.

Try your hand at matching the pet !
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First!

Yeeha! Finally my staying up all hours of the night has paid off. I feel so validated.

-- Guanna

"When it rains cats and dogs be careful not to step in a poodle."
"Although the young lion wanted to attend the zebras' poker night, he wasn't allowed to play with his food."
"Loving thy neighbor is easy when thy neighbor has buns of steel"

Second?

Second?

Good. Now I'm guano go to bed. Batty day, all. 

Second!

Dagnabit! That's a bronze medal for me.

Missmell

Chief Annoyance Ossifer of the BatCave

http://www.micheleks.blogspot.com

Guess that means I get the

Guess that means I get the guano medal.  Heh.

 

~*~

"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public." ~ Theodore Roosevelt

Dagnabit....

Always jes outta the medal race....

Oh, well. Numbah 5.

Better than a guano pie in the face...

 

Ready for the guano to turn

)))disGrace and fambly(((

To take my mind of the sniffles, I'll complain. Well, that is my cave title. Complaints Defartment. I bought the dd a digital photo frame for her upcoming birthday. Took great care to load organise photos into a single folder on the computer. Deleted the three photos that were showing on the thumb drive, and loaded the carefully chosen photos onto it. Plugged that into the digital photo frame and watched them start scrolling along. Great, I thought, until all these random photos started showing up on the screen. Photos I'd thought were deleted from the flocking thumb drive. Why couldn't I see them? I could only see three and I deleted those three. Now I have to wipe the thumb drive to make sure they really are gone, load again, and hope the photos aren't stored in memory on the digital photo frame. I'd read the destructions to find the answer to that, but since they were written in English as a bazillionenth language, they're somewhat incomprehensible.

Whingeswhining 

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... and seven

Number seven...

~ Hippo
Once Again ~ available now!
http://angiemartin.webs.com/

*Oh, Ceee-aaaaarhaaaaaaa*

* S P L A T ! *

Now, was getting number five really better than getting a guano pie in the face?

Curious bats, yanno...

Hippo runs...

~ Hippo
Once Again ~ available now!
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I wants one

Of the digital photo frames. 

Just because I want to inflict missouri on those who missed out, here's a picture of my neview, but don't click unless you're prepared for allergy season.

Joshua's picture. 

http://www.grace-tyler.com

A breezy love story. --Scarlet at Romance Junkies
A wonderful tale of two people reconnecting. -- Maura at Coffee Time

Sniff

Sniffling here too. Unhugs fer Digracie fambily.

Knell 

*Sniff*

Thank you for sharing a glimpse of your angel. ((((HUGS))))

I have immunity -- no likey? So sue me. (NYSSM).

*sniff*

Whar's the complaints defartment?

Jest got hit by the IRS fer anudder $687 in taxes on my 2006 return.

2006, fer Chrissakes!

Seems Mrs. Slosh hit a little over $4,000 in jackpots way back then
that she fergot to tell me about. I mean, I coulda written it off easy
enuff at the time -- our gambling losses were waaay more than that -- but I
didn't know about it, so no W2G's included in the return. H & R
Blockhead says they're riot and I gots to pay.

Dammit! Gas prices and hairline tickets ain't high enuff these days, ya know? Now I gotta
sheckle out even more munney that I don't have. Perzactly what I needed.

Could one a youse bats save me a place in the soup line down at the mission?

Slosh

Woman With A Past - available now
http://joshlockwood.bravehost.com

Sniffles

My I's are leaking.  My nose is leaking.  Just think, though.  Every moment he was here was so precious to everyone around him. Only a few angels have that.

It takes a very unusual mind to undertake the analysis of the obvious.
A.N. Whitehead

Say whu??

Tom Cruise's mission to get Valkyrie on the big screen was beginning to seem impossible.

She's not guano be a woemance rioter anymore? She hangin' with the Tom now and guano be a moovie star?

Nobatty ever tells me nuthin' round this joint no more.

Dang, Slosh.  Mebbe the Mrs. needs to hit the casino again and win that $$ back for ya. Its a sacrafice I'm sure she'd be willing to make. I'll betcha.

sLOSH ALL IS NOT LOST.

sLOSH ALL IS NOT LOST. dO NOT PAY THEM. file an amended 1040 use1040X form. show the income and show the additional gambling loss by uping the itemized loss on sched A if it doesn't totally clear it at least it will make the hit very small. Remember I is your friendly bat accountant. 

H&R Blockhead person is bloackhead.  Number may be right what to do about it is wrong. 

*snif*

Not sniffing here needer. Nope, not thisbat. )))DisGracie fambly((((.

Dulcie

Wow, my allergies are

Wow, my allergies are back.  }}}DisGracie & Fambly{{{  What a precious little boy.

Tinitis 

Orificial Cave Invisibat

any batty got a good addy/

any batty got a good addy/ phone number for slosh? wanted to help him resolve his IRS problem, but the message sent to his yahoo addy bounced and he's not in our database.  help,

Hotbat

Hotbat, try joshua at galaxynet dot com without all the spaces and junk.

doG knows I could use the help. And uncranks to ya.

Slosh

Woman With A Past - available now
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Hotbat yer almost being nice

The only reason it's okay to be that nice is because it's to screw the government!!!  Don't hope you and Slosh can figger out a way to show the losses and cancel that money out.

 

Unthanks for all the sniffles.  In so many ways, the past two days have been bittersweet.  This seems to have brought out the best in so many people, and that's the *gack* sweet part.  

DH got prints made of some of angel's pictures for the service today.  Then I spent a couple hours or more editing and prettifying the pictures best I could, then posted them on my family's website for the out of towners to see.  So basically I spent the entire day at the hospittle, thinking about the whole thing, or looking at his pix.  It was a tough day full of tears.  Today I only cried for about 15 minutes total at the service, but my SIL was struggling.  Which is kind of a relief.  Was kind of worried about how calm she's been.

My brother shone again as a tower of strength and tenderness.  What an incredible man.  It was his idea to hurry this along and close this chapter of life and move on.  I'm so glad, because I don't think I could have tolerated many more days of this level of grief.  I'm ready to let it simmer now and cry a little less.

We crammed fifty white balloons into the car, and at the end of the service we released them into the sky.  A lot of the kids kept theirs, but most let them go.  I cried when I let mine go.  Sheesh.  I think we went through a box of Kleenex. 

One of the neighbors made the casket from a piece of cherry wood he's been carrying around for about 20 years.  He recently made a mantle for a friend's fireplace out the wood, and there was just enough left over for the beautiful box he made.  And he'd hung onto those scraps for a few months now.  

There really are no coincidences.

http://www.grace-tyler.com

A breezy love story. --Scarlet at Romance Junkies
A wonderful tale of two people reconnecting. -- Maura at Coffee Time

:(

((((((((((Disgracie and family))))))))))))

~~Gator

Indulge your senses...

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There really are no coincidences.


There really are no coincidences.

disGrace, my faith in someone bigger got a polish up a few months ago. Reading your post polished it up again. 

Rough night. Up at 1/00 a.m. pacing, then slept in an hour longer than I wanted to which means no dreadmill for me today. Still, if I do it tomorrow morning that'll still be four daze out of seven. Sigh.

Whingesburningcandleatbothendsandinmiddle 

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On a different note.

I'm sending my stuff to HH tomorrow. Spent the last three days redrediting. Jest realized I needed a cover sheet. I'm prolly the only bat to google cover sheets. They are rather basic. I jest don't want this to look poifect or nuthin, so don't fwap or nothin cause I don't want no help.

C4 spent most of his day yesturdday blubbering. C3 was supposta come home from Grannie's, but decided she didn't like the new kitty and wanted to stay till Satireday (NYS) manhandling it. He finally decided the only thing that wouldn't cheer him up was a Webkins. So, we didn't go to the store and buy him a manitee (NYM) Webkins to play with his Hippo (NYH) Webkins on lion. Didn't realize till now how those two relate. We didn't go to Dairy Creep to have Peenut Buster parfets after jest because.

}}}bats what needs em{{{

Had a dreadmill heart test yesturday.  Apparently I'm above average, but my BP is a tad too high and there is thick skin on a bit of the heart.  Not sure watt a thick skinned heart does fur ya.  Or, watt being above average means perzakly.  He increased one of my bp meds, in anycase.

As you weren't. 

Tintits


Orificial Cave Invisibat

slosh look for me soon

slosh look for me soon

Rools for the New Cave

Right, the guano has turned, so here are the Rools for BatCave 8:

1. All fiends, family, and pets alive at the beginning of Cave 8 must still be breathing at the end of it. No hexeptions. 

2. Spiders or other creepy-crawlies who do not fit into the description of 'pet' are the only things permitted to cease breathing.

3. Bozzes are only permitted to make life cavey for us by offering multiple choices of jobs, luxury hotels, benefit increases so that we whinge (NYW) about having to decide which good benefit/bozz/job/hotel to pick.

4. Likewise, Pooblishers will make our lives temporarily stressful by fighting over riots to our dreck and arguing about who's guano pay the most for it.

5. Clods in the noz and other annoying illnesses are outlawed.

6. Reviewers will blind our batty eyes and make us go <gack> with stunningly glowing reviews of all batty dreck currently out.

7. Bestsmellers R Us. 

8. This shall be the Cave of the Gloat. All bats must Gloat at least once per weak of an aimlessment they (or their 'lings) have aimlessed that weak, and will contend for the title of Most Obnoxious Gloater.

9.  We Are Bats, Hear Us Squeak. This shall be our motto (until somebat comes up with a better one.)

10. Somebat else will have to think of a 10. 

I got yer numbah 10 right here

#10--Famdambly members must say sumthin nice or say nuthin at all.

I read stuff, looked at the angel baby, sniffled, and am now taking my batlings to get some of the really good deals for skool supplies at Staples (free glue, $.09 notebook paper, etc) and guano feed 'em too but only cuz I's hongry, not out of any concern for them. 

Aimless 

~*~

"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public." ~ Theodore Roosevelt

home, home feels so strange

Yep, bard is back and uncranks to Satire for creating a gnu cave and
saving me reading a gazillion old posts. If anybatty popsted anything
in the old cave I oughter read, better squeak up now or forever hold
yer peas.

))))Batbata(((( I so feel for ya batsie. Seven months
on and I still miss ch with every batty cell in me. Do whatever feels
right to you - sleep, cry, yell, punch pillows, remember good times,
don't fight any of it. And find a support group when youse ready. I
couldn't do without mine. Email me anytime at parv at webone dot com
dot au. Nothing, absolutely nothing, prepares you for losing your soul
mate. It sucks bigtime.

))))Slosh(((( Guanna passed on our condolences. You take care of you too. And bat luck fixing the tax bill.

))))DisGrace and fambly(((( And )))))Angel((((((. Sometimes there are no words... 

Didn't like meeting bats in SF and LA. Guanna bat is jest like I pictured her,
and we didn't hug fit to burst neither. All them sillybrities were at
Jerry's Famoose Deli, but we wuz only interested in bats.
Lulubrat (her gnu name) isn't a good traveling bat who tooked me to
Hurts Castle, Monterage and Carmelt, and Montyseeno where they filmed
Murder She Wrote. Lots more but I don't dismember much today, only got
home yesterday to find bardmobile needed registering TODAY. Whose
bright ideer was that? Also to have credit card bills get home before I
do?

Very cavey that I bought the book SAVE THE CAT at
conference to find half of it repeated midway. I know Lurid took the
braincell when she left, but even I gnu somefink was wrong there.
Stoopid book. I really want to read it. Also got a ottergraffed
Denise Patrick book and (major gloat alert) my verra own copy of the
Bronbook. Can you see me fondling it? Neener neener, can't stop me.

Valkyrienotsurewhatdayitis

My first gloaty gloat

Gnubatgloat.

Today I didn't pick 40 peaches and 25 yukkumbers and 30 ptomainos.  And by golly, I did NOT see those gorgeous gapes turning purple and begging for their jam session.

I will claim I ate freshly baked, melt-in-your-mouth dessert sticks topped with
white chocolate and HERSHEY'S milk chocolate, served with milk-chocolate
dipping sauce. Maybe lying. Maybe s'not. Quite sure the bowl really didn't have yukkumbers and ptomainos in it.  Or fresh basileaf.  And vigilantegret dressling.

Sniped and full.

It takes a very unusual mind to undertake the analysis of the obvious.
A.N. Whitehead

Ooh, a Valkyrie

Ooh, a Valkyrie sighting!

Just reading your write-up made me wish I was back at Jerry's hanging out with you. Man, it was cool meeting you, batsie.

I talked to my Mom and she had exterminator come to the house cuz she had a chipmonk in the basement. Exterminator found lots of other problems. Apparently, Mom is living in a safe haven for lots of critters. She said he found bats on her porch. I'd like to know which of youse is visiting my Mom and not telling me! I wanted to be one of the bats on her porch, but I knewed that I wasn't in Wisconsin. Mom's comment was, "I don't want him to hurt the bats. They eat mosquitos." And meat loaf. Mom makes a great meat loaf.

-- Guanna

"When it rains cats and dogs be careful not to step in a poodle."
"Although the young lion wanted to attend the zebras' poker night, he wasn't allowed to play with his food."
"Loving thy neighbor is easy when thy neighbor has buns of steel"

meatloaf. Heh.

8. This shall be the Cave of the Gloat. All bats must Gloat at least
once per weak of an aimlessment they (or their 'lings) have aimlessed
that weak, and will contend for the title of Most Obnoxious Gloater.

Oooh. Goody. Rubs batty clause together. Can we do point the claw gloats as well? Like, 'Hotbat's handing out tax batvice to help Slosh stick it to the Tax Defartment'. Obnoxious rating 2/10. 

I'd like to gloat about my digital picture frame but I haven't worked it out any better yet.

Whingeswaitingformoregloats 

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sniper gloat

Sheesh, gnu bats gloating already? I didn't eat sticks dipped
in  chocorat, nor do I eat mosquitoes...eeeww. So it wasn't me in
Wisconsin. I did, howsomever, try some gnu tastes in Merica. At
Eggheads in Montyseeno, I had biscuiits and sausage gravy. Oz bats
don't have anything zackly like biscuits. (What we call biscuits, you
bats call cookies). Wasn't yummy at all and I isn't googling the
riskepee. Also not googling egg creme drink riskepee. No calories, no
fat,no alkyhaul,  jest pure yumminess. I blame lulubrat for
ordering those. And Lurid for making me discover strawburied
margharitas. Can't dismember what I odored in Jerry's. Cept lulbrat
(again) made me buy cookies to take away, then helped me eat them at
her place. Beagle called Chloe kept sniffing my bag til I mentioned the
cookies. Lulubrat perked up and said, You have cookies? Well not for
long, I didn't. She also made me eat sinning man rolls. Sheesh, she was
sposed to be keeping me to my die-it. Shoulda known better.

Valkyriethegnuhippo 

my weakly gloat

All Whinges fault. My weakly gloat is that my ragent soled my shorn
story to Woman's Day while I was away. Cavey to sell stuff while a
bat's on howliday.

somebat

Somebat's been visiting a living room in a house near me- but that bat has... well, HAD...rabies (NYR).

 

Yuck.

 

Catty 

How could they?

My cable/phone/hinternet has been out for hours DURING THE LYMPICKS. How could they?

The rest of the fambly is playing Boggle with my parents. I am getting my hinternet fix and watching the swimming competitions. Some great races! You'll enjoy it, Guanna. I love close races/basketball games, etc.

All this talk of Bat retreating in Californy smacks of gloating.  I am not pleased, because I'm having a hard time washing the green color off my skin. 

http://www.grace-tyler.com

A breezy love story. --Scarlet at Romance Junkies
A wonderful tale of two people reconnecting. -- Maura at Coffee Time

Rabid bat

That was clearly me, Catty. After all, I'm a danger to everyone around me. If I were you, I'd shoot me and burn the body, for the good of the community. Udderwise all batlings in the vicinity would be in serious danger.

(Got an email from my mother like nothing had happened and it triggered my pissed-off all over again. Betcha couldn't tell.)

Guanna, since I still haven't gotten my Max Factor stuff from BzzAgent, I stink you oughta send me yours.  That way I don't hafta wait any longer.  Whaddya mean, that ain't fair?  When has fair ever had anything to do with the Cave? 

Don't feel like watching the ohlimpdicks. They's recording anyways. I feel like being cranky, and I think I's doing that jest fine.  This is even though I gotted my happy pills refilled today and am taking 'em again after being out of them for 5 days.  Doncha stink this was the perfect weak to run out of my antidepressants?  Yeah, me too.  Grrr, it's a good thing I's a pacifist bat cuz I's still got the urge to hit someone... er, I mean, something... a lot.  Repeatedly.  And really, really hard.

Hmm, a gloat... well, I got a buncha paper for the Aimspawn for skool tonight, does that count? Got 20 packages for $.09 each. Told Vampling that if he runs outta that, he's doing far too much homeshurk and I'd complain for him. He liked that idear a lot until he saw jest how much paper I'd boughted. Then I think the idea of getting anywhere near that much homeshurk depressed him mightily.

Aimless

~*~

"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public." ~ Theodore Roosevelt

mo'bettah gloat

Wait, I's got a mo'bettah gloat. The downstairs nayboors who were deeply creepy, who I thought were probably serial killers? The ones who complained that I made Simi pee outside their door? (And jest what the flock is up with that? Who the heckadoodle can get their poopy to pee on command?) Well, those nayboors moved out. When I walked Simi tonight, I saw their blinds were wide open and their defartment was totally empty. Whoo!  I mean, waah, I'll miss them so much.  Not.

Unfortunately, this gloaty is balanced out by the depressing gnus that the insane nayboor who cussed Vampling out has NOT moved away.   They's been extremely quiet lately, tho. Oh well, guess you can't have everything.

And why is Stinkerbella trying to dig a hole in the living room carpet???

~*~

"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public." ~ Theodore Roosevelt

Friedday

Couldn't tell Aimless was pizzed off again. Not at all. Bwahaha. 

Not happy to see Valkyrie back, nope. I score the sale of dreck whilst out of the country with a 3/10.

They're STILL doing rentovations next door. Haven't they made enuff mess already? And they're playing their radio loud. So I had my moosic blaring earlier? Whuzztheirproblem? 

I bought MacYuckalls for lunch. Dunno why I want junk food at the moment, but it was certainly junky. Waste of $11.20 really. Well, except for the die-it coke.

Whinges 

 

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bwahahahahahaaaaa!

This made me guffaw out loud, especially the line, "What am I supposed to do, stop being so awesome?"  Bwahahahaha!!

~*~

"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public." ~ Theodore Roosevelt

Good gloats!

I don't have any gloats or even goats today. I got my contract renewal for my class and everything is the same. Only problem is I's supposed to print it out and send in the signed copies but my stoopid printer is outta ink. I knew it was coming but did it have to happen when I had businessy stuff to do? Stoopid thirsty printer.

Valkyrie ate a California-something sandwich at Jerry's. The brat and I were trying to get her to order the Monte Cristo. If the brat ate your cookies, Valkyrie, did she at least give you some of the cookies she bought? It sounds really unfair if she didn't. Of course, I could hop in the car and get a bunch of cookies at Jerry's right now if I wanted. There's a goat (goat = not quite a full gloat).

I just bought baffles (really a mattress pad from a med supply place. Well, it was a lot cheaper than actual baffles but very close to the same thing). I need them to cut down the fan noise from my computer. This is part of my "I have to turn the corner of my living room into a sound studio" program. So far I have brand new baffles and a new microphone coming. I need to get a new mic chord. I also need a second external hard drive with aobut a terrabyte of space on which I can store the enormous sound files. Eventually, I need a new computer cuz this one is old and full. I also need a new chair cuz this one hurts my back. So that's what I has to git in order to really turn the corner of my living room into a fully functional sound studio. I suspect it will take more than the two quarters, one dime, three pennies, and linty piece of hard candy that I currently have in my pocket.

-- Guanna

"When it rains cats and dogs be careful not to step in a poodle."
"Although the young lion wanted to attend the zebras' poker night, he wasn't allowed to play with his food."
"Loving thy neighbor is easy when thy neighbor has buns of steel"

Warning: Major rant

Warning: Major rant coming:

Told the bozz today that sTony and I did NOT want to move to the other territory cuz we ain't werking N. Dallas ever again. Those peeples are insane. They're mean, bitchy, whiny, and stink they's stink don't stink. Only thing keeping us going back is how much money we's making. But it ain't werth it long term.

I's been werking my azz into the ground. Can't keep this up much longer.

And dang these leaky eyes. Hard to see to type.

No goat?

Whaddya mean, no goat?  There's plenty of those stinkycritters all over the place.  I have bunches of em right across the street.  Every day I hear their stinky selves nnnaaaaaaa nnaaaaa nnnnaaaaaaaaaaaa.  (third naaaaaa always most annoying.)  I would be happy to reduce their numbers by, say, all of em.

 I swoop down.  Grab goats.  Ship Fedex.

 Drink Baileys.

 

Good Batplan.

Sniped and surpounded by goats. 

It takes a very unusual mind to undertake the analysis of the obvious.
A.N. Whitehead

Gold Leadal

Nothing wrong with Michael Phelps's ego apparently. Hope he hasn't been licking or biting his medals, though.

I'm making rioting progress while scanning more photos, and I have figured out the digital photo frame despite the uselessness of the manual. I have hours and hours of scanning to do but hopefully dd will enjoy the results. I enjoyed revisiting some of the photographic moments.

Whinges 

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nanny state

So this means Sniper is the goat-to person if we wanna know about goats?

3/10 for my gloat, Whinges? Shirley I can do worser than that?

Valkyrie 

 

Whinges is way too tough.

Whinges is way too tough. I'm staging a coup and am taking over. Valkyrie, making a sale of a shorn story while you're on cavation is worth 8/10. Usually it's 7/10 but the cavationing is worth a bonus point.

-- Guanna

"When it rains cats and dogs be careful not to step in a poodle."
"Although the young lion wanted to attend the zebras' poker night, he wasn't allowed to play with his food."
"Loving thy neighbor is easy when thy neighbor has buns of steel"

But wuz it cave scoring?

Where ten is disgusting and one is mega gloat worthy?

But yes, I'm being stingy with the scores. I wanna provoke the most offensive caveworthy gloating. 

In other noose, I took myself off grocery fwapping. Kinda like doing that at night. The stupormarket is quieter, hence the whole process is faster. And this way I git all of tomorrow for rioting. I do like this howliday from the day yob thing. Wish it could last forever.

Whinges 

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ugh

I lurve it when Firebug wakes up cranky.  I lurve fighting with him for twenty minuets jest to get him out of bed.  I lurve listening to him yell at me to leave him alone.  I jest lurve moanings!

*belly-flops into the SarChasm and sinks outta sight...*

Hey Whinges, you *DID* know that the fartikill I linked to was satire (NYS), right?  Yer reply mighta been cavespeaky but it seemed seriousy but I's sleep-deprivedy so I ain't sure.  Of course, I's sure that Michael Phelp's ego really isn't suffering any right now, but jest wanted to make sure you knew that he didn't actually say that quote.  I really do lurve the quote, tho.  Mebbe he should use it in his next press conference.

In udder gnus, where's my breakfart?

Aimless 

~*~

"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public." ~ Theodore Roosevelt

g'night

I was thinking of linking to that article to show my students a good example of satire. One of their assignments is to write an example of satire in the journalistic style. Some do better than others.

I'm considering going to sleep.

-- Guanna

"When it rains cats and dogs be careful not to step in a poodle."
"Although the young lion wanted to attend the zebras' poker night, he wasn't allowed to play with his food."
"Loving thy neighbor is easy when thy neighbor has buns of steel"

depressing Aimless

Aimless, as regards the now empty afartment... ever heard the phrase 'better the devil you know'...? What if the cursers call a friend, also a cursing fan, and tell them about the kewl empty afartment and you get in a curse sammich?

 

Catty (always looking at the bright side) 

double post

this post has been deleted cuz catty's a keyboard-loon

I have nothing to gloat,

I have nothing to gloat, nor goat. drinkinn' coffee made by dh with his own little hands. I have so much to do and no time to do it. I am drowning  for choices

wanna vacation, with pay, lots of pay, lots and lots  of pay. 

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