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January 16, 2007

OK....

...but what about the dog?

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Milk boner?

schnausages!!!

or perhaps kibbles and dangly bits....

Hmmm, anger management course for owner and the dog.

My cat brings me the mice she kills. Perhaps I should be thankful...

Sorta gives new meanin' to the phrase "Son of a B!tch!" ... don't it?

Dr Phil said I needed express myself and I decided that this blog was the best vehicle. So i'm pleading *tugging at forelock* to be let in as a fellow inmate. Please, please, pretty please. BTW my dog stops at sniffing.

adds a "to" up there

Shouldn't you add a "t" to your name as well?

Welcome aboard, here's your complementary straitjacket.

No worries - they can reattach it to his arm, right?

The extra "t" is entirely optional, but good to know you recognised the name. I knew you guys were my kind o' people. Thanks for the welcome. I'm 7 hours ahead of the East coast so sometimes I'll be out of sync with the rest of you.

All us young dudes know Mott the Hoople.

So you're on metric time, then?

*wondering if the dog was trained to go for the penige area and if so, how the owner trained him*

Hey, wait a minute! My straitjacket wasn't complementary, I had to buy it! The electroshock therapy was free though, so I guess I shouldn't complain. Ooooh, and gumballs. Yum.
Welcome aboard, Mot. Hope you have a large supply of brain bleach.

complementary: relating to or constituting one of a pair of contrasting colors that produce a neutral color when combined in suitable proportions
complimentary: given free as a courtesy or favor

waves at mot with the optional t.

Exactly... it clashes with my dress.

The straitjacket was selected to coordinate with Mot's shoes.

*Readies "Welcome to the Pedant Society" pin for HR*

*waving at Mot*

HEY! I didn't get a comple complim free straightjacket!!!

*grabs the extra 'h' before Mr. Eeengleesh Teeecher Rye notices*

Yeah, what she said!

i want a straitjacket! or straightjacket. or straigtjacket, as siouxie suggests spelling it.

lol crossgirl...

*runs and gets the 'g' too*

my bad.


btw, cg?? guess where I'm going this sunday??

:-P

Hey, I wasn't suggesting that anyone was using the word incorrectly...

*slinks away quietly*

C'mon, stand up and be a real sandwich. Slinking's for canapes (canopies?).

Mot, it should be pointed out at this time that certain people Siouxie who shall remain nameless tend to bring out hot wax on the most trivial of occasions. Be careful.

Aw, Hammie, what a thing to say! (Siouxie, time to switch tactics. May I recommend duct tape?)

Time for a new waxing, Hammie?

pssst...Tammy I like the way you think - rrrrrrrrripping of duct tape.

There once was a bloglit named Hammie
Whose pedantry got to Nurse Tammy
Meanie stood clear of it
For he was in fear of it
Once Tammy tagged Sioux from Miami.

Siouxie, have I ever told you how good you would look in strappy shoes?

Back again, the hiatus was due to the commute from office to home. Should I expect a complimentary straightjacket in the mail? What do I do with the government issue one I have now? Maybe hand it down to my crotch sniffing dog. I hope we are going to stay away from culinary oddities today, I haven't fully recovered from yesterday's offerings.

Hey, I was acquitted on those charges!

Oh, you said Pedantry. Never mind.

Meanie, very nice.

Hammie, you're off the hook...for now ;-)

He douses them with brake fluid, sics his dog on the first guy, punches and kicks while the dog attacks, then turns on the friend when he comes to help. They manage to get back in the car to drive themselves to the hospital.

However, Bell will serve only seven months in prison.

WTF?

Welcome, Mot with one T

Oh Meanie, my very own limerick! I'm so happy. *sniff* Almost makes it worth being home sick.

Be glad it wasn't authored by mudstuffin. ;)

hey siouxie,

:P

A very wise man once said,"there is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness"." I am not sure which side of that line my addiction to this blog is on.

Mud can do his worst. The most that could befall me is snorking my hot tea, and it might even clear my sinuses. (How many points is a hot beverage snork vs. a cold beverage snork, anyway?)

*Senses scatological stormclouds gathering over Indiana at this very moment*

The pre-requisite for having a sick brain is to have a brain in the first place. This disqualifies most of the people on this planet. You're in very good company Nurse T.

Wasn't The Penis Biting Dogs the name of Russell Crowe's band? Or was that The Crotch Sniffing Dogs?

I get confused.

Welcome, Mot. My brother was a fan.

Heeeeeere Mud, oh here, Mud.... Nope. *realizes is courting disaster, doesn't care*

Nobody going to venture a guess on comparative snork values? *pouts*

is mot(t) a fan of the book or the band?

Mott - what in heaven makes you think the rest of us are IN sync?

And not the "band", either - but your namesake group rocked...

*wanders away humming All The Young Dudes, notices the connection between the song and In Sync, falls over twitching...*

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