Well, it had to be done, didn't it? And since this is both the first and last post, I have won. Thank you all.
Quickly, Gesine, stick your foot out and trip him as he runs past!
No, I doubt that he even inhabits the Milky Way, given his level of "differentness".
Oh my god, it's a time machine
Psst, don't tell it to anyone else, but I think he is travelling always to the time stamps in the past, where he thinks Prizey stays with him.
Everything is allright mothy :))))
Well, he's out of time here. COME IN NUMBER 27 - YOUR TIME IS UP!!
Dear me, are you saying that in your pool of consciousness your little boat has come adrift? Too bad... In contrast, my navigation is right on cue (especially now I'm in my new liner, purchased courtesy of the Prize). Full steam ahead, Scotty!
One millyun for a liner? And it floats??
Absolutely. Floats like a dream. Rod Stewart has nothing on me. "I am sailin'..."
:-)
A sailboat does NOT qualify as a liner, you sad example of a moth.
Well, it's a whole lot better than a one-liner.
:)
Even your one-liners don't float my boat.
Ooh! Feeling in the doldrums are we?
Although I'm almost a tropical lass, I'm not even a bit at sea. See?
Ah well, if you're a landlubber, I won't invite you on my yacht then. The Prize and I will just sit here on our deckchairs sipping our cocktails...
:)
And those roosters are getting very annoyed. I'd put them down gently and get out of there, if I were you.
Don't worry, I'm invulnerable to being henpecked.
How eggsellent for you.
Well, yes, but I wouldn't want to crow.
:)
One day you'll eat that crow, when I win.
Ah. One day. Till then..... :-)
Well, the day has arrived. I win. Please don't hurt the little crow. Let him go, and I'll make you a nice peanut butter sandwich.
Peanut butter??? Oh yuk! No, I'll stick with the winner's cheese and tomato sarnie, thanks.
Can I get some ice cream please?
Give 'em a chip an' they take your whole smorgassboard. Okay, you can have my sanger, macromouth. It's the least I can do. Gesine, I had icecream a short while ago, but I couldn't find you, and - well - ice cream sort of can't wait. I was forced to eat it myself. If it's any consolation, it was incredibly delicious.
Oh, but thanks for thinking of me. Now I'll go to the freezer and get one for me and one for Prize.
Prize likes chocolate. I know because I'm his mumsy.