No, precious-pebble ......it is where they are going to...... We plan to colonise the Tadpole Galaxy with our little friends..........eventually they will become completely self-sufficient, and establish THE FROG GALAXY!......
Computer-down-in-Rebmuda........I hope you have answered the thousand questions relating to your papa's shell collection.........Hee-Hee!........ As for Mr.Le-Squirty-Pink........Well, I'm sure the colour suits you......... (now I must see to my tadpoles).........
Well, I do love riding on my little girlie bike, and I do love the pink basket, and WHY NOT, why can't a real man like pink? Especially when I look so good in it, although Bugosiland may never have SEEN me in pink and probably NEVER WILL. If I do say so myself, it is my color!
Anyway IF yesterday WAS your birthday (and I notice you don't deny that you used to run your "birthday scam" all over town) then I certainly wish you Happy Birthday too! Darling. Sweetie. One-time love of my life.
The little girl in blue must be named Alice, and the cat is called Cheshire.
Mr. LeSquirt, as David-many-numbers said, I'm FIVE years old and was born on February 3. Do you think anyone would believe someone who looks like you, and who rides a girly bike with a pink basket? Huh?
Actually in my case, as her husband-at-the-time, she kept my wallet permanently empty so I did have one hand available for eating, shoplifting, picking pockets and stealing candy from babies.
Mr.Squirt....It must have been extremely difficult for you to eat, with one hand on your wallet and the other on your 'pocket-watch'............. Mr.Many-numbers (and letters).........There is a shortage of candles in Bonga-Bonga, as the 'Our Lady Of The Tadpole' Convent need an endless supply for their daily 'business'.......
Who said it's octomom's birthday? Because when I was married to her, she used to waltz into restaurants ALL THE TIME and whisper into the maitre d's ear and the next thing you knew we had one of their best tables and at the end of the meal here would come a big piece of cake with a candle on it, and all the waiters would gather 'round and sing Happy Birthday.
Since she pulled this stunt at least once a month I NEVER DID LEARN when her actual birthday REALLY IS!!! Plus which furthermore, she kept shifting the year she claimed she was born, so to this day I can't tell you her age. Of course, a gentleman wouldn't tell anyway BUT I WOULD!!!
Now I'm not sayin' today ain't her birthday, but I'm sure not sayin' that it is, neither. With my darling octomom it's always caveat emptor, be on your guard, one hand on your wallet and the other on whatever else you treaure the most!
I seem to remember a story that has something in it that when eaten makes the eaters grow bigger... did the cat have an earlier cake??? If not then the girl and the lady need to eat that burning cake asap.
Happy birthday, octomom - and be sure to get out of the way if that furred monster comes in!! Take the cake with you if so!! Lela, why don't you bind the balloons to its tail so it'll just drift away??
I'm just holding my getaway-balloons, and my other hand is in my post-bag.....I'm standing actually...... Juneee wasn't on Bonga-Bonga tv today - Sunday is her day of rest, as she doesn't rest the rest of the week.........
Thank you so much, lela, and thank you so much for your good wishes, katwoody, precious-rock and Junee. The image of a whippet with a lab stuffed inside is rather tempting, but I think I'll opt for the cake instead. Lela, what is it you're holding, or sitting on? I can't quite make it out. And why isn't it Junee's face in the TV singing me Happy Birthday? I'm hoping the kitty is pining for the cake and not the woman. He might just lick her to death... Thanks again. You made my day.
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