Glenda-not-munching (hee-hee)........I have not seen any Danish Masai running about......they tend to jump in the air a lot though......... Than you Mr.Numbers, for another glorious rendition of poetic poesy with a bzzzzzzzzzzzz..........
Bzzzz Take this kiss upon the brow! bzz bzz And, in parting from you now, bzz bzzzz Thus much let me avow-- bzz -- You are not wrong, who deem bzzzz bzzzz bzzzzzzz That my days have been a dream bzzz Of tadpole wine bzzz bzzzz
Oh, PUH_LEEZE.....if we were Sensible People, would we be frequenting a Bizarre Bazaar such as Bonga-Bonga and Bugosiland....I mean, just how many Danish Masai have you seen running about?.....However, Magda_from_Switzerland_with_an_old_pumpkin, if you looking for a fun time with a lot of INTERESTING (though NOT sensible) PEOPLE from all over, you've come to the right place and we welcome you heartily...........
young-at-heart-Halloween-thingy.........Don't be squared!....... Hanne-with-pipe.......Well, possibly, maybe, perhaps you are a DANISH MASAI!!....... juneee-was-shining.........are you sure? (hee-hee)......
Mr Squirt thank you for putting the www thingy in a place I could easily copy it in one go, usually I sit stabbing at it a dozen times before I get the beast isolated
Hee-hee close Lelabugs - you must have beautiful nurses on the brain...
The She-Shells-Shea-Shells verses reminded me of this Swedish tongue twister I was taught long ago. "Seven Sea-sick Seamen from the Ship Shanghai" is not just a tongue twister but a "shibboleth" - it is pronounced completely differently in different parts of Sweden. In one region the words all start with a kind of "hwhuh" sound instead of the usual "sh".
Juneee...I believe notdad simply enjoyed finding the shells.....both of them..... precious-pebble.......I think she went barefoot!....... She sells sea shells by the sea shore. The shells she sells are surely seashells. So if she sells shells on the seashore, I'm sure she sells seashore shells.................
http://www.jigidi.com/created.php?id=NGPJ9VIK I fear my unsmiling tongue in cheek has gotten me once again in hot water. Please feel free to add any comments you'd like to introduce her to your puzzles.
While not as extensive as Bermuda-Boy's father's collection, this is unique in its own right. Kudos to Penny for keeping this collection in tip-top shape. My shell's off to you!
Mmmmmmm.......chicken. Seven herbs and spices, from the K the F and the C. And only 4.2 miles from my driveway. I'll be there in a few minutes, Colonel. Yummmmmmm.
Well, it is certainly a beautiful and impressive presentation....all carefully arranged haphazardly...... Yes, Bubba - the door is a real treasure......I believe it came from Dobbiel's notdad's outhouse...... As for the other shells, Dobbiel refuses to show anything involving firearms........
Lela, so nice of you to display this outstanding collection on behalf of good friend Dobbie. Interesting to note that the display door is probably worth a small fortune! Shell oil is superb for these specimens and how nice that Penny devotes so much time to their welfare. I am IMPRESSED!!
Dobbiel, your notdad is a credit to his profession of peddling..... er, paddling, and his persuasiveness at procuring plenty of pretty shell specimens should surely make you proud!
David, David, poor soul, are you addled from being on Adumber* or confused for some more academic reason? It isn't that kind of shelling, dear heart, it's a completely different kind of shelling. It's the kind of shelling where you . . . . oh, go ahead, what the heck, stick with your original idea.
You may even want to check out the puzzle at www.jigidi.com/puzzle.php?id=10ZFX3UO.
Yes, david-many-numbers...my OH was just asking if there were any shells from WWII...perhaps they are in an adjoining room. I imagine they would be polished with elbow grease...
Oh, Thanks Lelabugs! I was looking for this world-class Shell Collection on the other side of the world: by mistake I was on the Island of Adumber, but all was in shadows...I should ought to have known that the place to be was Rebmuda, there's no place finer for Shelling, I heard the Commander of Field Artillery say so just the other day.
Hi mother-of-all-chickens!.........My notdad collected two of the little white ones over a 2-hour period (while paddling in the water's edge)........The rest took 45 years of hard bargaining, with old shoes (in all weathers).......
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