For some reason I have an image of puppies in a cardboard box.
Alas, it is looking like it may be a while before we can enjoy the wonder of thinly-veiled snide comments being exchanged with great abandon. By the way, J Cosmo's comment just cracked me up. For with Soub being a Yorkie and all... Yeah, I can be rather slow at times. Sigh.
Thinly veiled ??Oh no. I run a completely veil-free establishment here, Jerry. And truly, what good is a veil if its thin? Oh no, I like my veils plump.Snide?Now THAT is a different animal altogether. At girl scout camp we always enjoyed the night we snuck out of our cabins for a rollicking good Snide Hunt ...(smothered giggles)xxx
Ah. I see.Although I am a Yorkshireman, I am not a 'Yorkie'.'Yorkie' refers to a small brown rough-haired terrier, originally bred for killing rats. Or a commercial name for a chocolate bar originally made in York.But calling a Yorkshireman a Yorkie?That's fighting talk, a dire insult, like walking into a bar in Georgia and calling someone a Yankee.Pistols at Dawn?Or Sniders?"A Snider squibbed in the jungle -Somebody laughed and fled,And the men of the First ShikarisPicked up their Subaltern dead,With a big blue mark in his foreheadAnd the back blown out of his head."As for veils, she's a bit confused. Veils are good, thin ones, we men love a bit of mystery, hence the popularity of the dance of the seven veils.That Cosmo, well, he takes nothing seriously. I am sending him a parcel of demons, as pets. I hope he can get Kevlar boxes.
Oh. And: demons when snuggling. They drool. And they're all bony, knobbly, scaly.A bit like crocodile-puppies.
When I was in the Boy Scouts, my dear RDG, we would go on snipe hunts, which would involve giving some idiot a sack and have him wait all night to catch the snipes that were being driven his way. None ever came, and I always felt like such an idiot. Sigh.Well, well, my dear Soub, it is good to know that I can get a reaction out of you. For after leaving so many of my comments unacknowledged, I was beginning to feel rather neglected. Yeah, it is a personal problem. Adullamite has been working on me about it by insisting that not every comment I leave is as incredibly clever as I believe it to be. Be assured that I hear the same thing from my wife, and I think they may be in league against me. For there is nothing veiled about her snide comments anymore, and there never have been any veiling coming from Adullamite. Although, I suspect that he may have several very festive ones in his closet that he loves to don on special occasions--like a Monday, perhaps.P.S.: I love our little Grayson to death--despite how often he has tried (and succeeded a couple of times) to take a chunk out of me when he was in one of his moods, my dear Soub. Nonetheless, since thinking of you as actually being a Yorkie often involves a sky blue ribbon perfectly centered between your ears, I will refrain from referring to you as being one out of respect for the martial bliss you are about to participate in. Besides, I have never been much of a shot with a pistol...
I hope you do realize, Jerry, that there is no malice in our thinly veiled jibes. If I didn't like you, I would have run you off my blog a long time ago. Your comments are always entertaining, even if I don't acknowledge them. You've fallen in with a group of smart alecks. Welcome :-)xxx
Be assured that if I suspected any malice, my dear RDG, I would not be back for more. For I have never found any pleasure in real pain, and from my point of view, the outrageous things I say would have to be in jest. For only a truly ugly person would say such things seriously, but it has been brought to my attention that my point of view is rather limited, along with the fact that not everyone gets what I am trying to cleverly convey.Speaking of such, the thinly-veiled snide comments I was originally referring to would be between you and Soub. For it appears that you are both too much in love with one another to take any shots of entertaining value anytime soon.Anyway, please accept that I am deeply sorry for any and all feathers I may have inadvertently ruffled, and I will be spending much more time silently sulking in the shadows. 'Tis where I belong, according to my own darling wife. Sigh.
Oh hi Jerry.No ruffled feathers. I was concerned that maybe I had ruffled YOUR feathers because I can have a 'smart mouth' and felt perhaps my comment at 'The Offering' might have been misinterpreted as derogatory in some way. Rest assured it isn't. And I do hope you will keep us entertained with your presence and comments.As for Soub and I ... well LOLOL - yes, you are probably correct. We have had a history of poking at one another. Generally it will be over music selections and occasionally poetry. Honestly, we tend to do more of our 'commenting' about our blogs over the phone. I do get threatened with a spanking at times. Did you ever read the Uncle Remus story about Brer Rabbit and the Briar Patch ?? Well, that's me and a good spanking ;Phahahaaa....oh and hey - great pick up on my thinly veiled allusion to Snipe Hunts. xxx
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