Posted on 10/04/2005 5:46:47 AM PDT by Slip18
In order that we might all raise the level of discourse and expand our language abilities, here is the daily post of “word for the day”. Rules: Everyone must leave a post using the “word of the day”; in a sentence. The sentence must, in some way, relate to the news of the day. The Review threads are linked for your edification. ;-) Practice makes perfect.....post on....
Subbie Slip has her whip, handcuffs and legcuffs today.
The rest of the stuff is locked up in my drawer. I’m just letting all the new students know that we behave as if we were ladies and gentlemen in here. Those two words “as if” can get you an A if you make the subbie laugh.
Noun:
1) An aggregation or continuous network of urban communities [syn: urban sprawl]
Pronounced: Con/ur/bae/shun
Etymology: I have no clue
Good Morning, Class. Welcome to School!
RULES: You must use the WFTD in a sentence for an A. For a + after your “A,” you must bring in a link of the word usage or something funny, a poem or some prose that will elucidate the word for us. If you need to know how to link, come to the Subbie’s desk in the front of the class.
Couldn't we fake being Utes. I think you just have to be 1/16th or something.
vast and HD in a nude mud wrestling match?
Actually, it is a tag-team match -- Me and HD against xs and slippy. Although HD will be a little disappointed when I never tag out to let him enter the ring.
Bay leaves are already dried. So will we have reconstituted beef with twice dried bay leaves? Sounds very interesting!
Well, of course it would be for charity. But, yes, that's what I was thinking.
I usually let some young lady of lusty appetites hold them thru the night...
i'm in. : )
I think xs and I might be bumping breasts too much. And that's not cool for guys, is it?
ROTFLMAO, tD! Great answer.
In tag team, a tag out is when the wrestler in the ring tags his teammate so they can switch places and the teammate gets into the ring. I would be willing to waive the tag rule for you and xs and allow the two of you to be in the ring with me at the same time.
No hair pulling, and I'm in, too!
Sounds like dinner....
We could down Vastie in less than a minute.
of that i have no doubt.
It is very good Educational Television.
Muttly learn a lot.
It is also very good that friend Cat avoided (thus far) incarceration at The Institute for Incorrigible Cartoon Characters, because poor little Muttly and other reformed buddies (Froggie the Gremlin, Wile E. Coyote, Pepe LaPew...) never want to go back there, even for a visit. Many people do not realize that cartoon characters are drawn from real life characters. How would YOU like to be locked in the same room with Crabby Appleton, Oilcan Harry, Snidely Whiplash...Bert....??!!!!! (ggggggggg...shake it off Muttly...chase your tail...ahhhh...that's better). It is much better to not be around people who bring out the worst in one. Me having much more fun now anyway.....being chased is not all the joy it is said to be.
It would be nice to be let out of the backyard more often though....but then, OTOP, what if there were birds filling up the birdbath, and the Mysterious Forces tip it over again, and innocent little Muttly is not there to..."help"??????
That would be wrong.
Got some really good 'taters to go with it. I'll just try two pieces. I think the sauce will make itself.
When we had the doggie door, Simba the Crazy Cat, must have slipped through the doggie door, then brought in a bird. I was asleep and heard the bird chirping. I think Simba thought he was doing the right thing by just holding the bird down and keeping it warm.
I got a plastic bag from the kitchen and picked up the warm and cozy bird and let him outside. I don't think Simba has ever forgiven me. He still bites my knuckles. But he first licks them to trick me.
Next time, eat the bird. He is only trying to repay your kindness. It's a tribal thing. You are a family...a cat family, according to him.
So you have the Mysterious Forces too! Do you also get X-Ray vision during sunspot activity?? Muttly hurt his head last time, when he thought he actually was in the front yard, and tried to run to the fence to bother Fi-Fi across the street. Hit the house really hard...good thing Muttly had his Official Roman Gladiator Helmet on. Had to replace the bristles though, but it was worth it. Muttly find many uses for protective clothing these days, not only Fashion Statement, or Yo-Yo practice.
When I get sick I have lasso-men hiding under the bed. They only have arms, heads, necks and their danged lassos. No legs. They are very short. But when I get out of bed, they trip me. Cyber usually gets up and shoos them away. The lasso-men are afraid of Cyber.
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