knoddle
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Yikes, In just finished the last thread (which was awesome).
As to that video of mrs.6 behind DoC- Crap on toast, that is one of the most creepy things I have ever seen. She went from smirk to malevolent dagger eyes back to smirk in a heart beat - such hatred, as if possessed. Perhaps BP should consider an exorcist.
The sixes (as I recall from Sunday School 6 is the number of sin) have become boring, but it is the calm before the storm. That woman will never stop. We do have the bullying investigation and the ANL appeal to look forward to,
I am sticking around. There are so many smart, witty people on this group I would love to grab a pint with, my profanity skills have improved astronomically due to the creativity of Nuttynana and others. Thank you for that.
Where I live people take fireworks VERY seriously, so I am sucking down my 3rd espresso. Last night a fast moving thunder storm blew in, knocking over the tree which shades my bedroom, followed by 5 count them 5 hours of fireworks, it sounded like a war zone. I got to practice my newly improved profanity skills on a high level. My poor old dog is phobic; thank goodness for a drug called silleo- I had to dose him 2 times just to keep him sane. My sanity is long gone, so I stuck to martinis.
As to that video of mrs.6 behind DoC- Crap on toast, that is one of the most creepy things I have ever seen. She went from smirk to malevolent dagger eyes back to smirk in a heart beat - such hatred, as if possessed. Perhaps BP should consider an exorcist.
The sixes (as I recall from Sunday School 6 is the number of sin) have become boring, but it is the calm before the storm. That woman will never stop. We do have the bullying investigation and the ANL appeal to look forward to,
I am sticking around. There are so many smart, witty people on this group I would love to grab a pint with, my profanity skills have improved astronomically due to the creativity of Nuttynana and others. Thank you for that.
Where I live people take fireworks VERY seriously, so I am sucking down my 3rd espresso. Last night a fast moving thunder storm blew in, knocking over the tree which shades my bedroom, followed by 5 count them 5 hours of fireworks, it sounded like a war zone. I got to practice my newly improved profanity skills on a high level. My poor old dog is phobic; thank goodness for a drug called silleo- I had to dose him 2 times just to keep him sane. My sanity is long gone, so I stuck to martinis.
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