What Bev said.
'Trash'
Coffee On My Monitor Again
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Gudanov: Our beagle is so efficient at cleaning up food, that sometimes he preemptively cleans up potentially dropped food.
Gud, in Natter:
It's because of people like you that we can't have a set date for the Rapture.
Calli in Natter, having issues with crows:
Sort of a type, click, type, click, OMG-death-from-above!, type, click, type, click situation.
Hec, in Natter:
Actual conversation tonight...
Me: "Matilda! Tomorrow is your birthday! You're going to be three!
Matilda: "How shocking!"
OMG, Jen, that made me cry like a crying thing. Thanks for cross-posting! Damn, Emmett. How fucking awesome are you, kid?
erikaj in Natter: POTUS actually does have, well, a cute butt. If he had a perfect singing voice or less interest in Republicans, I would almost call him a Larry Stu.
Miracleman , in Natter:
Gorg totally agree with Mrs. Schafly.
After all, it is Gorg who bring home mastodon meat, not woman!
(Woman? Where is mayonnaise? No, it not. I no see...Oh. Thank, woman.)
It is Gorg who risk life and limb to travel through tiger infested jungle to mastodon hunting ground!
(No, woman! I, Gorg, am only driver! I, Gorg, am man! Man only driver! Get it? Good...where we go?)
It Gorg who make fire! Gorg! Gorg make fire!
(Woman...where fire sticks? Gorg just had them...well, why were they there? Oh, that does make sense. Okay. Um. Fire made! ...how you cook mastodon again?)
Gorg make babies! Not...you know, Gorg no carry babies, but Gorg...Gorg did his bit, you know, with the...the grunting...
(Hey, woman? Where are babies, anyway? No, why should Gorg...? Really? Gorg no remember woman say that...)
Gorg make...uh...make...um...
(Woman! Tell Gorg what he do with the...you know, what you paint on wall! Gorg no know how read...What that word? Really? What it mean? Huh.)
In conclusion, Gorg...what, woman?
Gorg must go now. Gorg forgot to make skin clothes for winter. Gorg no think of things like that.
(Coming, woman! You no use magic on me, 'kay?)
Miracleman, on a roll in Natter:
Found in Craiglist > Personals
Hey want to (meat)hook up?
Ha ha! Did you see what I did there? It's a pun.
Srsly, swm, psycho, blonde hair, brown eyes, soulful gaze, murderous heart iso gullible and lonely woman (women?) for creepy email exchanges, light robbery. Maybe murder and death, who knows? We'll see where it takes us.
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
it IS ok to contact the police immediately
I've gotten more attention for that ogley post than for hundreds of hours of dedicated volunteer service. huh.