*hypnotized by the weirdly colourful smiley face in Nymphy's last post*

*nods* yes.... goooood... good

You do not want to post in this thread again.

You do not want to post in this thread again.

You do not want to post in this thread again.

You do not want to post in this thread again.

You do not want to post in this thread again.

NO! NO! I resist your fiendish attempts at mind control via cutesy animated smiley icons! Bring on the drugs and torture instead!

There's got to be something in the Geneva Conventions about the unhumanitarian use of cute animations on captive audiences -- somewhere in the section proscribing Barney as a menace to society.

Nooooooooo!!!!!!! Must . . . resist . . . smileys . . .

Ok, ok, go back to the basics: resistance is not futile, it's the basis of most heating systems, makes light bulbs glow, and is essential to the operation of brakes. So there.

Sorry! I only respond to the phrases : 'from the bottom of my heart I salute you' and 'respect and gratitude of my people'!

then you don't have to respond to this..............just concede my victory.

Sorry; if you want concessions, go to the popcorn stand!

The newbie is winning!!!

It is good to think positively...

... but in this case, it is no good, 'cause I WIN!

HA!

Quietly sneaking towards the winner's post!!

Winner!! *does little happy dance!*

Weiner!

I don't need popcorn---you all need confetti---to celebrate my victory!!!!!!!

It's nice that you've all shown up to help me celebrate MY victory!

You can all consider yourselves runners-up. Remember, it's not how you play the game, it's all about

Letting me win!

Letting you win just isn't in my competitive nature. There can be only one winner, and you are talking to her.

More more clam humour:

Honest to god, this is a real poem!

Sonnet to a Clam John G. Saxe, circa 1840

Inglorious friend! most confident I am
Thy life is one of very little ease;
Albeit men mock thee with their similes,
And prate of being "happy as a clam!"
What though thy shell protects thy fragile head
From the sharp bailiffs of the briny sea?
Thy valves are, sure, no safety-valves to thee,
While rakes are free to desecrate thy bed,
And bear thee off, - as foemen take their spoil,
Far from thy friends and family to roam;
Forced, like a Hessian, from thy native home,
To meet destruction in a foreign broil!
Though thou art tender, yet thy humble bard
Declares, O clam! thy case is shocking hard!

I'm glad to see that I'm not to only one obsessed with clams!

Bought myself a didgeredoo today. LOL
It's quite hard to produce the "normal" sound.

Oh boy, my neighbours are going to love this!

Oh, yeah... you're gonna be real popular!

My friend's got one of those... when he tries to play it, it sounds like an anteater trying to clear his throat!

*Googles didgeredoo*

Boy is this forum educational.

Mac
happy to not be your neighbour!

Could be worse. It could be the bagpipes. No matter how great you are on the chanter, learning the bags seriously sounds like something is being murdered!

My lips are a little numb now. But it is so cool!

Was looking for a victorinox Tinker or Explorer but couldn't find one, so I bought a didge instead... *grin*

Because they are so alike?!

*wonders how Sheepy will manage to pick a lock or skin a lizard with a didgeredoo*

If it can be done... I'm sure she'll figure out a way!

*still lol'ing about bagpipes*

*ggl*

This whole conversation reminds me of my first apartment, located in a building with paper-thin walls. One day, my basement neighbour came up, knocked on the door, and told me oh-so-diplomatically, "I had no idea you liked opera."

Mac

*snicker*

I can't do it!!!

I once had a whim and I had to obey it
To buy a French horn in a second-hand shop;
I polished it up and attempted to play it
In spite of my neighbours, who begged me to stop.

To sound my horn
I had to develop my embouchure;
I found my horn
Was a bit of the devil to play . . .

But that was yesterday, and so today,
I looked in the usual place;
There was the case, but the horn itself was missing . . . !

My neighbour's asleep in his bed.
I'll soon make him wish he was dead.
I'll take up the tuba instead!

-- From Flanders and Swann, sung to the tune of the Mozart Concerto for French horn.

The newbie is still winning!!!

Don't think so newbie *face palm*

Hello.

Hi!