"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
10 months 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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