...spouse spread is tasty on melba toast...
Giant, don't you get me started . . .Lawd, all kinda things going through my head!
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...spouse spread is tasty on melba toast...
...they should be goin' through somethin' a little more South sugah...Giant, don't you get me started . . .Lawd, all kinda things going through my head!
...dat is what it's all about, and in this case-the South risin' again ain't a bad thing....We could make up our own version . . .nothing fancy just a little fun . . .if it's allowed. . .all in fun. No rules . . .just fun.
...dat is what it's all about, and in this case-the South risin' again ain't a bad thing....
You crochet AND you're a man? Wow....this is the latest ornament I'm working on...Cthulhu...
WOW. That's great, KRF! I can hear Tabby yelling that.'Twas the night before Christmas,
And over at the King house,
All bad creatures were stirring,
Even the Killer Mouse,
Ol' Steve sat at his computer,
Typing up scary tales,
While up in the attic
Rang the Death Bells,
They out rang so loudly,
They scared our poor Scribe,
He read what he'd wrote,
And saw it didn't jibe,
Steve deleted what he'd wrote,
And pulled out his hair,
And yelled down to Tabby,
Who yelled back 'I just don't care.',
Steve cried and yelled,
'Oh woe is me!'
I need all of my kids,
Joe, Owen and Naomi,
To help me find my Muse,
To help me with this tale,
To help me finish this,
'Fore the next Death Bell.
You crochet AND you're a man? Wow.
The men I grew up with would never even dream of crocheting. They really do define themselves by owning guns and going hunting.
I wish I could find a person who crochets left-handed so I could learn the right way to do it (no pun intended.)
Dana Jean Can you fix line #9 for me? It should read 'They rang out so loudly,'! Thanks!!'Twas the night before Christmas,
And over at the King house,
All bad creatures were stirring,
Even the Killer Mouse,
Ol' Steve sat at his computer,
Typing up scary tales,
While up in the attic
Rang the Death Bells,
They out rang so loudly,
They scared our poor Scribe,
He read what he'd wrote,
And saw it didn't jibe,
Steve deleted what he'd wrote,
And pulled out his hair,
And yelled down to Tabby,
Who yelled back 'I just don't care.',
Steve cried and yelled,
'Oh woe is me!'
I need all of my kids,
Joe, Owen and Naomi,
To help me find my Muse,
To help me with this tale,
To help me finish this,
'Fore the next Death Bell.
Done!Dana Jean Can you fix line #9 for me? It should read 'They rang out so loudly,'! Thanks!!
Thanks, luv!Done!
Thanks, luv!
'Twas the night before Christmas,
And over at the King house,
All bad creatures were stirring,
Even the Killer Mouse,
Ol' Steve sat at his computer,
Typing up scary tales,
While up in the attic
Rang the Death Bells,
They rang out so loudly,
They scared our poor Scribe,
He read what he'd wrote,
And saw it didn't jibe,
Steve deleted what he'd wrote,
And pulled out his hair,
And yelled down to Tabby,
Who yelled back 'I just don't care.',
Steve cried and yelled,
'Oh woe is me!'
I need all of my kids,
Joe, Owen and Naomi,
To help me find my Muse,
To help me with this tale,
To help me finish this,
'Fore the next Death Bell.
That was uncalled for, Sir.
...she IS!....Tracy knows how to deal with the many moronic sides of me...and yes, I get "the look" on a regular basis...Never mind. But to say that GNT's wife has to be a Saint.
...that was simply a joke on my part....all I'd do with a crochet hook is bodily harm to myself...my beloved grandmother attempted to teach me how to knit years ago, and, well-let's say I've seen Carlie Brown's kite string look better....You crochet AND you're a man? Wow.
The men I grew up with would never even dream of crocheting. They really do define themselves by owning guns and going hunting.
I wish I could find a person who crochets left-handed so I could learn the right way to do it (no pun intended.)