Friday, July 9, 2010
In Which I Defend Myself Against Charges of Being a Layabout
Though to be fair, I am using the word "defend" loosely, including "totally admit" and "lamely excuse by OH LOOK SO SHINY" under the "defend" definition umbrella. It's just that I did warn them about installing furniture with cabriole legs, there being precedent.
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The trouble with mobile furniture is that they're always sniffing the other piece's butt.
Neil Gaiman has that table on the left. he tweeted about it.
You'd have to keep checking to make sure it hadn't run away. Also how much does it cost to microchip a table?
They leave little piles of sawdust all over the place, too.
We understand now why the couch needs someone holding it in place.
Typically, when I am shocked to discover that the furniture has completely rearranged itself, I soon after discover that rather I am in the wrong house, without my trousers.
Some things defy all explanation, others not so much...
Careful mikey. You may wake up to find that the furniture has buried you in the yard.
why do I keep thinking "root canal"?
...incidentally, have I missed something here - Other bog snorkelling events take place, particularly in Wales (now including Australia, Ireland and Northern Ireland)
[wv pyrilint - I told you you didn't know how to do the laundry!]
Didn't the table on the left accurately predict the World Cup results?
WV (uncannily)- leggy
I think he did, B^4.
But the Germans who want to make him into food might be in for a splintery surprise!
P.S. I like the comment, that could be Telepathic Ed. Or Eduardo, anyways.
P.P.S. WV: hionsins
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