"When pigs fly:" Never gonna happen.
"Swine flew:" Unavoidable horror! Panic now!
--Oh, wait, that was supposed to be "flu." Still, odd convergence of opposites, innit?
Update
3 days ago
The further and continuing adventures of the girl who sat in the back of your homeroom, reading and daydreaming.
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If, Madam, you are dripping wet and towel wrapped, perhaps I should take another look at my 'pocalypse plans...
or not ;)
Towel wrapped? Are you blogging from the shower again? :-P
Blogging from the shower must be difficult with that typewriter :)
I'm still waiting for the Steampunk in the shower joke.
I watched the swine flew at a Pink Floyd concert back in the early 1980s.
Darn thing was huge and flew for several hours.
And no, I was not under the influence of any mind altering substance. I actually go to concerts to listen to the band and watch the idjuts. I never liked the idea of not being in total control of all my faculties.
Joe
What's a shower without steam, Timmeh? Our plumbing isn't steampunk enough at Roseholme, not *yet,* for which you can thank Bank of America, but still: steam is part of the scenery.
The rest of you: umm, flattering, sort of, but perhaps you'd enjoy your dreams more in private?
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