I'm for elevenses.

One more word and the monkey gets it.

Elevenses.

t does the joyous dance of her idea meeting with approval

too bad that couldn't be the the title of movies.

Natter: This Monkey's Gone to Eleven

I love this one because I've been listening to the Pixies for the past three weeks. Or I could go with the George Clooney Ocean's Eleven one.

But I LOATHE the elevenses. But I am decidedly anti-hobbit. I'm thinking Angus might back me up.

Then again because I hate it, it's destined to win.

No frickin' monkeys! (With or without laser beams on their heads!)

But Kat - Elevensies is an additional snack period in the day. I'm of the opinion that if everyone in the world had more snacks and naps, there'd be less problems, up to and including war. Surely you can get behind snacks. Snacks would get behind you. Heaven knows they're behind me. They cushion me against the harshest chairs of the world.

Ask not what your snack can do for you, Kat. Ask what you can do for your snack.

Blessed are the snackers, for theirs is the key to the pantry.

When in the course of human events, it becomes necessary to have a snack, is there a better time for it than 11 (excepting afternoon tea, of course)?

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men need a snack.

I want the American people to know today that I am still committed to working with people of good faith and good will of both parties to do what's best for our country, to bring our nation together, to lift our people up, to move us all forward together, towards the snack bar.

Ich bin ein snack.

We have nothing to fear but a lack of snacks, itself.

I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me snacks!

I have a dream my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their snacks.

This is one small step for food, one giant leap for snacks.

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the Buffista Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'Eleven was their finest natter, for then did they snack.'

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the Buffista Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'Eleven was their finest natter, for then did they snack.'

Thread slug.

Hey, hobbit-haters, Winnie the Pooh had elevenses too. I think.

This is one small step for food, one giant leap for snacks.

A perfect line for Daffy Duck. Funny post!

I love Cindy.

I don't natter, so I don't care what the thread gets named, but I love Cindy.

Don't care about hobbits, like Elevenses.