[Posted on behalf of a friend, Beate -- or BIATTI, which is my friendly mis-spelling of her name! -- whose system doesn't permit her to post comments!)Oh yes, Ms Malcontent is like me, and luckily she can CHOMPPPP it all!))) just post all my comments with the comment that I requested you to do so! -- somehow the system does not like me and i hv to log in and do things which go beyond my limits...))))))))
Blasphemer!!! Tell'em to bury a fire engine with your corpse to fight those sulfurous fumes..!!! Or bribe me and I'll put a word on your behalf by the time you reach there.
*grin* Eight years in convent schools gave me immunity as well as deep familiarity with such natural phenomena as ... uhh ... thunder. But of course, I will gratefully accept all and any offers of help in the hereafter! I don't doubt that I'll need it ...
I vaguely remember a quote from one of those post-modernists, if I'm not mistaken: "When God created Calcutta, he shat. When he created New York, he shat concrete."
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