Whoot! That's exciting, Jilli.

It's for that open full time position on the Supreme Court, right? Right?

It's for that open full time position on the Supreme Court, right? Right?

Yes, I think the Republicans want to reach out to the Goth community....

Jilli, that's both keen and weird.

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So, um, yeah. Updating my resume right now.

It's for that open full time position on the Supreme Court, right? Right?

Heh. That would be fun, in a "I WILL RULE YOU ALL WITH MY IRON FIST!" sorta way.

I suddenly got an image of Clovis taking over the Supreme Court.

It made me laugh.

Does The Torch need an ATV?

Well, it sounds like there will be two openings, so both Jilli and Clovis can be appointed.

Sheep, or Lemmings?

Sam Sheepdog and Ralph Wolf have a brew after a hard day's work in the fields.

Sam (blows the head off the beer, and the hair out of his eyes): Well, that was the damnedest thing I ever saw.

Ralph: No kidding. I never, ever, thought that would happen.

Sam: How'd ya do it?

Ralph: I just put on that old sheep suit. You know the one. I've worn it before.

Sam: I remember.

Ralph: Anyway, I was gonna try to sneak in and grab a sheep. Nothing fancy.

Sam: You know that never works. I always see ya.

Ralph: I know that, but I figured maybe you wouldn't expect it again. Besides, Acme was back ordered on my original idea.

Sam: Which was?

Ralph: Nice try. You'll just have to wait. Anyway, I decided to try a new angle. The cliff's right there, so I figured I'd climb up rather than try to sneak in from one of the usual ways.

Sam: Good thought. I'll have to keep that in mind.

Ralph: Nah. Turns out it's a huge pain in the haunch. By the time I got to the top, I was panting like a St. Bernard in the tropics. I wasn't watching where I was going, and stepped on a sheep patty.

Sam: Damn, I hate it when I do that.

Ralph: No kidding. Anyway, I slipped, and next thing I know I'm falling back over the edge. Fortunately, there was a branch there that I was able to grab.

Sam: I thought I cut that off the last time you were hanging over there.

Ralph: It grew back. So, I'm hanging there, thanking my lucky stars, when a sheep goes flying by me. And then another, and another. They just kept coming. Soon, there was the biggest pile of dead sheep I'd ever seen below me, so I just let go, and aimed for all the wool. Softest landing I ever had.

Sam: It was bound to happen. Sheep follow. One of them sees another sheep going over the cliff, and decides that looks like a good idea, and does the exact same thing. Next thing ya know, they're all doing it. They're like TV networks that way.

Ralph: Ain't it the truth. (glances at watch) Well, I've gotta go. Me and a bunch of friends are gonna have a barbeque down by the beach. Hey, why don't you drop on by. We're doing zouvlaki.

Sam: Nah, I can't, Besides, it wouldn't be right.

Ralph: Okay then. Night, Sam.

Sam: Night, Ralph.

Hee!

I'd comm that, but I'm lazy

I suddenly got an image of Clovis taking over the Supreme Court.

He'd really like that.