Desmondina's New Home.....

Precisely so. Exactly, my friend! I'm glad to have such an accurate fact checker!

Yes David, it was exactly what it was with billard table and Van Gogh!!

I think it was properly a doghousesopwithcamelcopter.

I think he copied it from Dr Who's Tardis

It is actually in reality really, an unclebluebottle design.....a houseycopter........._.......

Plus Snoopy's doghouse can fly...

Houses being big inside and small inside - The Beatles had a tent or something like that in The Magic Mystery Tour that was like that!! - and isn't Snoopy's doghouse like that too?

I'm with you on this one Mr Pat I love Pary Moppins - spit spot

........with the Creature From The Black Lagoon lurking about, I'm sure. (Or lurching about.)

Parry Moppins! My heroine!

(hee-hee!)......_.......
BTW evereeybodeey, today we had a pool party at Mandy's place.....BY THE POOL........Hippolytus took a lovely photo, which will be shown tomorrow........(Juneee was there also, as well).......

Let's see...that I'm good-lookin, intelligent, successful, poetic, musically talented (not me...hee hee)...says she batting her eyelashes!

PS to rubies and di'mons: I'm the next man so what's that say about YOU!

Germoine Hanger! Why, she stole that purse from Parry Moppins. I sawr it in a famous movie with Mane and Bykel Janks (the cutest childrens) and she pulled a big floor lamp out of it.

But Dr. Bugosi told me that I was sane...as the next man!

Hanne-with-pipe....he was an American (as far as I know) author of science-fiction books.......Mr.Squirt is comparing the box that looked very small but in fact was very big, with the house that looks very small, but is very big inside........or something........
raincoat-infusion.......you are quite right (hee-hee!).......

Sounds a bit like Germoine Hanger's purse in the Parry Hotter movie...she could store every thing in there.
As far as Mandy being completely cured.
Reading this intriguing dilaogue...I was thinking...Who here is to judge...It reminds me of the line from AIW - Chesire Cat "we are all a little mad here you see..."

Who is Heinlien - a Norwegian?? Folding or unfolding boxes?? Why?

Heinlien's box folded up quick-and-easy and was light enough to carry on your back without the least effort or strain. He didn't get into the metaphysics of storage in another dimension, he just said he didn't know where the weight went!

He also told us about the Strong Muldoon..............

It seems to be the infinitely UNfolding box that was described. Folding it back up is the thorn.

NOW EVERYBODY, HUSH, BE QUIET YOU'LL WAKE UP THE ....a..e..urghh....too....too.....late......uurrggghh.

in a very quiet whisper, i too am a fan of heinlein....stranger in a strange land, among others....and also kurt vonnegut....

You're shouting again........

YES, EVIL WILL OUT!.....TAKE NOTE, MR.LE SQUAT-SQUIRT!...........
(Why are we shouting?)..........
I shall endeavour and try, also, as well to find a photo of the swimming pool.......THEN WE'LL SEE WHO IS FULL OF ********!...........

As you are the Maestro and I but a simple supplicant, I will bow to your infinite wisdom and knowledge.....but, I'm just saying EVIL WILL OUT!............

Robert A. Heinlein first introduced me to the infinitely folding box in 1963 in a wonderful novel called Glory Road. It folded down to about the size of a knapsack (backpack), but it opened, and opened, and opened, and opened and had everything you'd ever put in it, and eventually you could find it and have just what you needed. A pair of tweezers? Got'em. A kitchen sink? Here you go. A '57 Buick? Let's go for a drive.

But I doubt, DOUBT I say, that these decrepit little hovels work the same way. Three bedroom home with swimming pool INDEED! Just more Bugosi b*llsh*t.

Mandy is completely, utterly, irreversibly cured of her past errors of judgement.......those errors have been safely sealed away inside a little room in her mind, which she steadfastly refuses to enter, even though she has the key to open the door........She fully remembers who she was, knows who she is, and has great hopes of who she wants to be..........

Ok June, I will take your advice, personally I've never trusted men who ride pink undersized bicycles!!!!!!!!!!!!! But the pink mushroom idyll is still tempting.

the underground swimming pool wouldn't be a damp cellar would it? And what's this 'be strong stay pure' rubbish from the Pee Squirt, has he been to see Churchy again? Shaz please stay away from this man he leads ladies astray and then tells all.

Ohh, I know that! It's because she hasn't eaten the mushroom house!! - or tried to!! It's a good sign!!

Perhaps there's an air of hickory about her?

In this socio-politico-rehabilitate_not_incarcerate environment, it would seem proper to move Desmodina (aka Mandy) into a charming chateau in the good Dr/Uncle?s garden??BUT (and I capitalize the entire word for effect)..again I say BUT?. I find myself in the very unique and uncomfortable position of agreeing with Mr. Squat_to_P.....IF (and again I capitalize the entire word for effect) the good Dr/Uncle did not lobotomize said Mandy, how do we know for sure she is in fact CURED?..........

Hmmmmm!!

Eggsacterly, Mr.Numbers........they is MASSIVE inside the interior of the innersides............

I thought it was like those tents in the Parry Hotter movie, you know, looks all small on the outside but there's room and a spare on the insides.

Yes, Juneeee knows of that which she speaks........

Oh Granny, well equipped you say, in that case I may have to charm the trainer away from Mandy. But I'm not too keen on all that gym stuff so I might have to use my purity as a trap (I knew it would come in useful one day). As it is the wee small hours of the morning now I will go and dream of trainers and living in the idyll of a mushroom bungalow. I hope it won't be a nightmare.

Maybe Juneee will be here to help me in the morning. I hear that, as the inside reporter, she has all the info on this Bonga Land.

Hellooee everybody!
Well, not-so-surreal-thingy-with-the-beard.....you certainly changed your tune since your return........are you sleeping with fatty-on-the-bicycle?.......
Shazzy-thingy..........Do not listen to those two, they're round the bend!........I've been in the gym and it has all the latest equipment........Desmondina/Mandy also has her own personal trainer, who has "all the equipment" also, as well!.....Hee-Hee!.....

Ooooooooooooo it's sounding more tempting by the minute.

Heidi-of-the-not-so-surreal-half-beard.......You merely look on the outside and fail to see the beauty within.....this is a three-bedroom house with underground swimming pool, gymnasium, and library.....thankfully you will never be invited in to see it ...........
Mr.Le-Squirt.......you are foaming at the mouth.......
Shazzy-thingy........pay no heed to these infidels, for they know not what thay say......

Oh dear the truth is coming out now, thank you Heidi. I've taken off my specs and the world is not rose tinted anymore. I must be strong. Thank you Mr Pat for recognising my purity. I have now written your mantra 'Be Strong Stay Pure' on one of those yellow sticky things and put it my computer screen.

But oh no they are callin meeeeeeeeee

Bless your sweet soul, Snazzy! You are still free! Hurrah! Hurrah!

Yes, their enticements are many and convincing, but be strong! Stay pure! Go not down their path! The Germans, the Soviets, the Red Chinese, Hillary Clinton, all of these are recognized masters of propaganda, BUT THEY ALL TAKE A BACK SEAT TO THE BUGOSIS. (Shudder........)

Oh no Mr Pat I've not touched the tadploe wine only the normal stuff. The tadpole variety sounds like the potions used by the wicked stepmothers in fairy tales. Maybe I should stay away from the frog spawn variety, but they are such alluring people.

I strongly suspect that you are correct about the hold the Bugosi's keep on their patients/victims, patsquire, my man. Once in their clutches there is no escape. Those mushroom hovels look horribly cramped. There can't be enough room for more than a bed and a chair... no bathroom or kitchen. That way the demented ''doctor'' charges extra for the basics.

OH!!! Humph!!!

Watch it there, Bugosi! I've stories I could tell about you, y'know!!!!!

Snazzy Annie, if you're already a Tadpole Wine addict I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for you. And one sip, ONE SINGLE SIP gets you hooked. That's the heinous nature of Bugosi chicanery!

Thanks fot the warning Mr Pat but the thing is I'm partial to the odd glass or two (or maybe it's three Hic Hic! - I've lost count) The real attraction is the games room with jigsaws of Bonga Land. How can a girl resist such delights? Please help me, I may be falling for their tricks.

I'm with Tea Girl on the Marry Banilow issue. Back in the day I was a bit of a fan myself. Although I have to make it clear that it was the voice and not the nose that did it for me.

raincoat-infusion........I can only assume that Marry Banilow didn't sneeze on you, for even your raincoat would not be sufficient protection!........
Mr.Le-Squirt.........You are just jealous 'cause you can't fit through the door........

Snazzy Annie, you'll be needing a daily fix of Tadpole Wine if you move into one of "Dr." Adonis B. Bugosi's cottages, for he is a.) NOT a doctor, unless you count Voodoo and Witchcraft, b.) an evil enslaver of helpless victims through HIS version of a lobotomy, and 3.) a heartless landlord whose 600 "cottages" are worse than any slumlord's cold-water tenements, they're NO-water, NO-bathroom hovels of which the VERY FINEST are pictured here! And even these, the doors are falling off, the plaster is falling off, the roofs leak and they have moss growing inside AND out!

BE FORWARNED! Fall ye not for the Bugosi enticements, the Bugosi blandishments, the Bugosi baloney! (You see how I was far too polite to mention the Bugosi b*llsh*t?)

shazza-thingy.....you are welcome to stay......There is a community games room equipped with lots of jigsaw puzzles (mainly depicting scenes of Bonga-Bonga)........
Mr.Le-Squirt....May I remind you that dangerous weapons are prohibited in this area.......That is why nobody has ever been shot........

Good News for Mandy and such a homey cozy little abode.
but Lela, I love Deline Cion..Saw her in concert with Bichael Moltin...loved it!!
And yes...back in the day I was also, as well, too, a Marry Banilow fan. :^)

My oh my, the world has gone very pink. Is it that I am wearing rose tinted spectacles, or is this the land of the magic mushroom houses!?. I think I might like one of these cottages, it all looks so perfect at the bottomof the kindly doctor's garden. I think an extended stay maybe beneficial to my health.

P.S Is wi-fi available so that I can get my fix of Jigidi?

How right you are shinymonth!

Harking back to my career as an international arms dealer, perhaps I can interest you in a personal (or home) protection weapon? Say a Vickers medium machinegun?

Uh-oh she has moved into my neighbourhood and my little cottage will never feel safe again

I cannot think of a worse torture than the 'Deline Cion Sings To You Torture'....except perhaps the 'Marry Banilow Sneezes On You Torture'......
Desmondina/Mandy is cured, smoked, salted, and half-baked.......(and slightly sedated, also, as well, too)........
There are 600 cottages at the bottom of uncle's garden........

Ah, flue-cured! Like poor poor Lavinia Swire! I see...

I thought, indeed I was sure, I just knew I detected a strange accent to your typing just then. How perceptive of me, eh, and how cunningly communicated by you, eh? Non, oui, non?

Maybe she is flue-cured, David. Makes for fine smoking.

{{Fetchez la vache...}}

Foreign French? Why do you think I am speaking with this outrageous accent???

I was wondering about that very, actual, same identical thing gemmy, and I suspect poor Desmondina is a TEST CASE, a guinea pig, a trial balloon, in other words an EXPERIMENT!!!

Somewhere under those flowing raiments there's gotta be some kind of LETHAL DEVICE similar to a dog's shock collar or a criminal's confinement anklet. Only instead of administering a harmless shock, or notifying the local police if she strays from her "lovely little cottage at the bottom of the kindly doctor's garden" it will TRIGGER A DEADLY EXPLOSIVE CHARGE which is no doubt strapped to her body!!!!! Or maybe INJECT HER WITH COBRA VENOM through a tube which is already inserted into an artery or vein!!!!! Or, even worse, PLAY CELINE DION SONGS in her ears UNTIL SHE DIES!!!!

There is NO ESCAPE from the D.O.L.L.S. House, even when lelabug devises a clever ruse such as this to make us think there is!

(((What is that, David, some kind of foreign French language yer speakin' there?)))

Ah! Ah! La vie Sans Souci! How we, how you say, laughed with smiling faces!.......

But, now that she is CURED, could you clearly clarify with some clarity of clarification, was she SMOKED or SALTED?

I wonder...is she the very same Mandy that Marry Banilow sings about? If so, I wonder how they ever met...or do they still meet?

Love the cottage...are there any more available for rent...or summer lease? Guess this puts psquirt's theory to bed that no one ever leaves the D.O.L.L.S. House!!!

Oooh...you woke me up!.......She is as well as she is going to be.....I don't think she is going to kill anyone........

What wonderful news Lela, and she is ALL well??

I believe this was the last time we had seen Mandy........
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