I prefer it when they just knock.
I was hoping to find a new story about the wary Norwegian border guards catching someone up to no good, or perhaps even a story about bison in Norway, this morning, but alas no luck.
I prefer it when they just knock.
Oh crude! Where's my sister? Is she alright?
The Moose Always Rings Twice
The family Moose'ta been scared.
"Ping" for the Norway ping list.
I am going to have to do something about this list; I have to type in all the names, rather than "copying and pasting," because on this computer, Microsoft Word does not get along with Explorer; in fact, Microsoft Word loathes and detests Explorer, fights, resists, Explorer.
And this is not an old computer.
The deal is, I need Microsoft Word something more than I need Explorer (and internet access), because I spend quite a bit of time writing (non-fiction humor).
In fact, today a new story comes out (not accessible by internet, though, for copyright reasons beyond my control), about the time I hired a Greek plumber to yank out my four wisdom teeth--and so I really really really really really like Microsoft Word, even when it balks at Explorer.
No moose is good moose.
Ralph, the Wonder Llama.
"Hey, Rock. Wanna see me pull a rabbit out of my hat? Oops! Wrong hat!"
Dude, a moose is ringing the doorbell.
Norway, man!
Way, dude.
Turns out the moose was just delivering cookies annoymoosly, but the resident got so scared she plotzed and is now suing the moose.
I think I found a new tag line
LOL!