[Edited because the former post was cut and continued in this one, and I wanted the whole quote in one post.

Goodness, can't I even *quote* without needing a multiple-number of posts and an edited explanation which already threatens to be longer than some whole full posts of other people? Maybe that can be my sorta delurking post: Hi, I can't even write "what they said" without needing 17 paragraphs, some parentheses and some hand-wavings. Sorry.]

Thanks, Nilly. I hadn't seen that post before.

Brilliant, Fay.

My mind reads -t's real name. I do that with a number of people. The brain does an instant name swap.

Thank you, Nilly. That was glorious. I got goosebumps reading it.

ah, screencapping. Good times, good times.

ah, screencapping. Good times, good times.

I only wish the description of your wagon in the caravan didn't so closely resemble our dining area.

.a pause I can only hear in my head, sorta like a click in those african languages, except silent, then the t? As I try to explain it, I realize my chin kind of nods, when I do it. Apparently to emphasize the silence. :)

I do this too!

I love gauchos. With flip-flops in the summer and knee-high boots in the winter.

Hi Sophie Max!

Fay, I am boggled at your brilliance, yet again.

Hmmm, I'ma see if I can get my cousin to delurk. Not sure she still lurks here, but I'll email her.

I love gauchos. With flip-flops in the summer and knee-high boots in the winter.

Sigh. Our OHAIMAITWIN powers stop here. Say no to the gauchos! Say yes to the Fernet!

OHAIMAITWIN

For a second, I thought that was an acronym.

For a second, I thought that was an acronym.

Yeah, I was trying to puzzle it out for a moment, too.

I'm not really a fan of gauchos or cropped pants on myself, but they don't bother me on others. I just spent too much time wearing pants that weren't quite long enough as a teenager, and I'd probably spend all my time trying to tug the gaucho/cropped pants down to meet the top of my foot. That way lies hammer pants.