Okay, the professor (whose feelings are so hurt!) says, "...go and enjoy the celebrations tonight. I will be leaving to go "water" my scarecrow."
Yeah, that sounds like "I've got to see a man about a horse." Like, was the professor so cranky at you that he decided to tell you (in code) that he was going to pee? (I kind of hope yes.)
Huh, given the day, I went to a variant on Children in the Corn.
I just put that one into the folder of things I need to save but don't want to ever see again.
I have to go oil my tinman makes more sense.
I have to go oil my tinman makes more sense.
Ha!
I was just in a meeting with someone sewing red sequins on baby shoes.
Sparky I am at a loss...
But Water For Scarecrows needs to be a thing now. Somewhere.
Oil my tin man sounds less like peeing and more like something you want to know about even less.
I'm visiting my BIL for a couple days, but his hot water broke on Saturday, and supposedly will b fixed tomorrow. So the heat is also faulty? Bit brisk in here. Do not like. But we are going to go to dinner later, and to pick up an electric blanket. :)
Watering my scarecrow just makes me worry about moldy hay. Oiling my Tinman sounds like a very special, NC-17 Iron Man fic.
I love you guys. What sketchy euphemism can we create for the Cowardly Lion?
Like Water for Scarecrows?