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February 01, 2007

SWEET TOOTHED SHEEP WBAGNFARB

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I must go there while I'm in Europe and be the first human to join the sheep in eating the road....

Flocks of sheep have been spotted licking the roads on Halkyn mountain, Flintshire, since the council began using a sugar base to help grit stick.

This sounds like the opening line of a Monty Python spoof of a news broadcast.

Sweet Toothed Sheep WBAGNFARB - only if they're sober.

Sugar, starch and cereal on the road? A sunny day and we have Pourridge a la Parkway.

Oliver Twist: Please, suh, may I have more? Ewww.

wont move for traffic...wat baaaaaaad manners
hehe

Am I so wrong to wonder what happens if we equip a few vehicles with super-reinforced deer grilles and some barbeques?

I'm gonna open a shop and sell sweaters made from their wool. I'll call it "The Knitty Gritty."

Flintshire
Town of Flintshire
It's a flock of stubborn hungry sheep
From the
Mountain Halkyn
They just tucked into their savory treat

That's right
They're just gobblin' up that sh*t
Through the
Courtesy of Elfed's grit

When you
Visit Flintshire
Just prepare to drive in low gear
Cos from what I hear
They take their own sweet time!

sly, you might be thinking of:

"Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife."

The sheep were owned by a wealthy sheik in Saudi Arabia, who sent them north to an area with better grass. Scientists say that the sparse desert grasses were making them ill, and the citizens were coming down with strange intestinal ailments caused by consuming sub-standard lamb.

And we all know what happens when the sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick...

Well, lick my grits!

we'll lick the high road and you'll lick the low
and all the sheep in scotland will delay you
but if you travel in flintshire then you'll be late again
by the yummy yummy lanes in loch lomond!

Why why why whywhywhy do I have "Wooly Bully" stuck in my head? Oh yeah...

The new type of grit is made from sugar, starch and cereal.

*Ongoing struggle between Mr. Diverdowndoc (a yankee) and me Alert*

That is exactly how yankees make grits- and why no one up north eats them. For southern sheep, you have to add cheese and not sugar.

Well hi all, didn't realize so many folks were up this late!

Sam the Sham won't complain NT

Hello, diver. I just woke up, practically. Am I betraying my southern birth (Virginia is still technically in the south, right?)by saying the only grits I've ever eaten were instant? (I blame it on moving to the UK when I was two.)

Greetings, Mot. I suppose I'm preserving my guest spot on the geezer bus...

I was wondering the same thing DDD. I've got a legitimate excuse and so does NT.

I just got home from work, just checking in while I wind down a little.

See the sheep, how big it's grown
But friend it hasn't been too long
Ewe wasn't big.
I laughed at ewe when she got fat
The first day that they sanded, was it just some grit?

Then the first snow came
And ewe ran out to lick the snow away
So the grit would dry
Came runnin' out all excited
Slipped and almost pulled the wool
Right over her eyes.

Ewe was always young at heart
Kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved ewe so
And I surprised ewe with some candy
That she threw up all Christmas Eve two years ago
And it would sure embarrass her
When I came in from snorkin' late
'Cause I would know
That she'd been on the street there, lickin'
Over some sweet and gritty gravel road.

And honey, sweet-sticky
All over your wool
And ewe are one sweet sheep sicky
It just isn't cool.

She wrecked a car, she was so fat
And so afraid that grit was flat
Butt what the heck.
Though I pretended not to see
Guess ewe could say she sat on me
And crushed my neck.

I came home unexpectedly
And caught her lickin'endlessly
In the middle of the lane
And it was in the early Spring
When flowers bloom and robins sing
The grit would wane.

And honey, sweet-sticky
All over your wool
And ewe are one sweet sheep sicky
It just isn't cool.

And see the sheep, how big it's grown
But friend it hasn't been too long
Ewe wasn't big.
I laughed at ewe when she got fat
The first day that they sanded, was it just some grit?

Think I should hire the blogbot/ reviled mascot for my superbowl partaaaay? It could help keep the rif-raf out if they couldn't prove they can read letters in a petri dish.

The geezer bus is where all the good people are hanging out.

We'll be able to see SB 41 live but we don't get the ads as many products are not represented here. My daughter usually lets me know about the good ones. They basically watch for the half-timne show and the ads.

dang, Annie- you eating those caffeinated donuts?

Hey Mot! My first South African Simul!

Oh, no - I gave myself an earwig. Gotta go play some tunes to get it out of my head. It's a small word, after all...

*Yawn* think I'll hit the hay- been a long shift.

'night all!

*Sets blogomatic coffee maker*
*Swats bot away from sleek curves of blogomatic coffee maker and tells it to behave*

Annie, in the immortal words of John Lennon, "You take a sad song and make it better"

'Nite DDD, I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.

*says bot to automatic coffeemaker*
So, are you AC... or DC?
*gets slapped*
It's ok, I have a firewall!

*coffeemaker WHACKS bot and enters witness protection program as toaster*

Crane sex I could handle but now I have to seperate my small appliances?

OT. I think the link between SA and USA is dying. Taking me way to long to post.

Annie,
Wonderful! Wonerful! I was singing along, unashamed. (Well, that is because there is no one here to hear, not even the chair.)
I'm planning a trip to Santa Paula in late Feb/early March. I'll let you know...

Top notch, there, Annie-get-your-pun, xlnt. I almost teared up there at the end.

Another standing...well, you know the rest.

Oh, and mot - re "Hey, Jude" - I'm pretty sure the walrus was Paul.

Wasn't it the fool on the hill?

"Take some bad porn, and make the batter..."

Breakfast time already? Nah.

Bad Stevie, no caffeine donut!

Tonight's late night blog menu includes avocado and crab stuffed portabella mushrooms and cream of portabella mushroom soup.

*eyes the herbal tea with suspicion and wonders which herbal tea certain bloggers have indulged in...*

*envies musical parody talents of above bloggites*

NT are your baby blues still open?

*zips in and grabs coffee before the evil bot notices*

Hello all! still going strong in Oklahoma...strangely, Mot, I am forecasting tropicals in the Indian Ocean...Dora is a nasty little booger!

Hi wxgurl, thankfully the tropical ladies usually unleash all their gay abandon on Madagascar and kind of hit SA in the post-coital calm.

We have a guy from Wisconsin giving us some training on a new product so I'll be zipping in and out as well.

*checks mirror* ... *baby greens just doesn't sound right, lets it slide*

Still awake. Mostly. I'm still sick, so nap attacks strike with little warning.

*wonders how long blogomatic coffeemaker will have to stay in hiding*

Green eyes, Wow! NT marry me.

Another proposal? I'll have to tell crossgirl to get online in the middle of the night... it seems to make you amorous. (All this attention is going to go to my head!)

I've set myself the target of at least one proposal per day.

Just get better soon NT.

I'm already on the mend, thanks for the good wishes. Lots of sleep, vitamin c, and plenty of fluids (water and soup and hot tea, for all you dirty minds out there) seem to be doing the trick. This bug is mowing through the ranks at work. I've been sick on my days off, but three days in a row, they've been calling to find people to come in to cover the shifts of people calling in sick. Me answering the phone sounding like Darth Vader on a particularly awful respirator day doesn't seem to clue them in that I too am sick. Nooo, I have to outright tell them. *sigh*

I remember the days of working in the medical field. Seems they wanted you there sick, even if it meant making the patient's worse...crazy world we live in!

I've already decided that if I go to work tonight, I'm wearing a mask all night.
a) my patients don't deserve it (and management isn't there on nights)
b) then I really would come down with Martian Death Flu

so what did you do in the medical field?

I worked as a CNA, EMT, and finally moved away from patients and dealt with medical records and billing. A far cry from where I am now, forecasting tropical storms from Oklahama!

NT you're sick, yet you made us avocado and crab stuffed portobello mushrooms? Wow, above and beyond! I'm having them fr breakfast, too. Since our coffeemaker's among the missing, what to drink?

wxgurl - I worked as a CNA in school (and trained as an EMT too, but never got the license. Had to study for organic chemistry exams...). When I've had enough and want to run away screaming, can I go work with you? I'll do the Vegas forecast. I'll predict sunny and dry. I'll be more correct than many forecasters.

mm- I have several bottles of sparkling wine and bunches of orange strawberry pineapple juice - does that give you some ideas?

NT - I think we can make room for one more. The great thing here is that I don't have to deal with real people...just the computers...and bots.

Wine? did I hear wine? I am always game for that! Hopefully my shift will end by 7:30am, and I can get some great sleep. These rotating shifts are a real pain sometimes!

Quick FYI - It's going to be a whopping 15F when I get off work...NT, I'm moving to Vegas! Warm sounds good right now!

I'm thinking tea of some kind for the rest of us, since we're heading in to work ('cept Mot), but since you're home sick, and it's kinda like the end of your day (soon anyway), you get to have a nice glass of wine. Whaddya think, white?
(pardon the typos, new computer w/somewhat compressed keyboard takes some getting used to. And that's if you could type in the first place.)

*looks in tea collection*
Hmmm... ya'll can have any of them but the chamomile.

wxgurl - after just 1 summer of 130 degrees, I guarrantee you will be just as much a temperature wuss as I am. 40 degrees feels cold, dang it!

while I was typing you were already answering my questions. I'm reallllly slow, especially on this new thing, but once I get used to it it'll pay off, since it has a numeric keypad, really important for me.

wxgurl, you also qualify for the wine group, and since I don't have to leave for another 3 hours, one small glass for me, too. I'd like to ask, where is the toughest place to predict the weather a)in the US and b) in the world? Jut askin'...

mm - In the US - the midwest...5" of snow forecasted ends up being 2" of ice instead. Also spring storms pop up so quickly, they can be easily overlooked.

In the world - the midwest...seriously! Actually, around the southern coast of England isn't so easy either. They get some wicked winds there!

*puts small glass out for a nice cup of wine* Filler up, please!

Also, why the numeric keypad (just curious!)

OT/ have to call my sister when it's a semi-decent hour out east to wish her happy birthday and tell her she'd better not see her shadow or I'll kill her. /OT

*fills up wxgurls's glass*

My dad was a weather forecaster in the Air Force, in a land far, far away a long, long time ago. He still points out odd cloud formations.

I do a lot of reports where dollar amounts are entered. I'm a terrible typist, but half-way decent on the keypad, so that just makes my life much more simple.

Cool! (that goes to both NT and mm)

My husband has an unused degree in meteorology, so he totally gets the geeky part of me that just stops and stares at clouds. He also gets a bit annoyed when I storm chase without him.

I'm afraid I'll have to give that up when the kidlets start showing up in our lives (I think I have a couple of years before that!)

NT - you're pretty much outta luck.
Even though snow's forecast here and it is snowing, all the media hoopla surrounding Punxatawney Phil means there'll be plenty of TV lights surrounding his burrow. So he'll see his shadow no matter what. But since he's practically a pet in the town of Punxatawney, he may not mind. Let's hope for that.

Ahh, you see, that's where my family got sneaky. With her birthday being 2/2, we designated my sister as the family weather-prediction rodent. She's smart enough to stay home and enjoy her hot tub if she knows what's good for her.

found this background on the groundhog. With apologies to NT's family tradition, of course.

Well, I'll know I'm screwed what to expect if Crystal and Phil see their shadows...

and ladies, vindication. We can eat all of those avocado and crab stuffed portobello mushrooms we want...

Yes! I knew I wasn't really overweight! It's just that the models are too skinny....That calls for another round of tea/wine for everyone!

Good Morning Ladies!!

What's for breakfast this morning?? I'm still kinda full from yesterday's pornfest.

I'vr got some inconsiderate clients who're actually expecting me to do some work on a Friday afternoon. Some people just have no idea about timing.

Sooz that sounded incredibly suggestive

I suppose it did, Mot. I should know better than to post something on this blog without censoring. We've got a few dirty minded folks around here ;-)

Siouxie - well as I've said before, a dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste. And we're still munching on NT's avocado and crab-filled portobello 'shrooms. The coffemaker has entered the federal witness protection program and is not to be found, after the 'bot got inappropriate, so it's tea, strawberry-pineapple juice, or wine if you're not getting ready to drive/work.

Tammy, up there you were talking about if you ever got tired of nursing...did you ever consider doing legal nurse consulting? I work at a law office, and our LNC's are invaluable.

*Puts out cream and sugar to go with the coffee that mysteriously appeared from the toaster*

what?? NO COFFEE???

*brings out her Cuban coffee maker and makes espresso*

Cafe con leche, cortaditos or coffee shots! Should keep you guys up for days!

Who called me?

Aw, great, coffee has arrived! The good news is that my shift is over in 45 minutes, the bad news is that a tropical storm committed suicide in Australia last night (RIP)

mmmmmmmm, Thanks, Siouxie. *long sniff* Ahhhh.

This is great! Saved by Siouxie. I have a blog request in for another coffeemaker in. This one has 'botguard. Tomorrow we should have regular coffee as well.

ahhhh...what?

What a useless bot.......

The bot seems to be off a bit, since being shunned by the coffeemaker.

ahhhhhhhhh, coffee. just in time! hope i don't have to lick my sugar off of the road.

THAT gets through???

stoopid bot!

To go with the cuban coffee...I've brought some assorted cuban pastelitos (pastries - not pasties). We have cream cheese/guava, meat, cheese, ham, chorizo and plain guava.

Endulge!

the ahhhhh was just an aloud sigh of satisfaction...

What's a grit?

It's louder now, thanks Siouxie, but muffled 'cause my mouth's full..

resident Elfed Evans = "en ends: elves fart, die."

yahoo 360 has a lot to answer for...

OT

Just watching the news about the tornadoes in central Florida. I'm hoping CG and Lisa are ok!

/OT

CG was just here...when did these happen?

A Cuban coffeemaker? The bot will be instantly smitten, and I do mean that in all senses of the word. Siouxie may have just solved our bot problem. (My MIL is Cuban, and is the absolute nicest woman, but she has a toughness level that would make old-school Clint Easwood back away veryyyyy slowly.)

All righty all...I am off to sleepyville. Night all!

'night, wxgurl

nite, wxgurl!!

Warning, bloglits - I just found an email on my Yah00 address from none other than Azm@tullah. Anyone else getting messages from this spammer? If so, obviously, DO NOT OPEN IT.

I will inform the Stealth Bloggerette that the Herald's address book may be compromised.

whoops...I was typing that before I saw crossgirl!

whewwwwwwww was it close to you??

*tosses missing t up to previous statement*
'night wxgurl. May you dream of large...cloud formations.

MtB - I haven't received anything, but I haven't been able to reset yahoo mail as my default e-mail on internet yet, so...

all's fine here, just miserable rain. lisa should be okay too. it sounds like everything was north and west of both of us but i'm not sure exactly where she is. they are trying to decide if it was freak wind or stealth tornados.

whewww! good to know that cg!

*snork* at Gobbler's Knob

My groundhog sister says it is overcast where she is today, and in any case has no intention of looking down. We may yet pull this one off! Woohoo! Spring!

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