Toadfish Monastery

Ontologically speaking

The sibling below me is for ontolological onomatopoeia.

Would those be words that don't represent sounds but actually ARE sounds?

The sibling below me can stare down a bumblebee.

Words are sound and smoke (Worte sind Schall und Rauch)

It's easier with bumblebees because they move more slowly, so eye contact isn't lost as easily as with e.g. fat flies.

The sibling below me has developed a radar&laser guided toy flak that keeps stinging insects at bay.

I'm still working on an improved version that works on other people's annoying brats, but the Defence Department took away my gigawatt laser...

The sibling below me just wishes that other people would just keep their brats to themselves

Ah, but I have The Evil Auntie Dee Dee Eyebrow Thing, and that scares brats away in no time!

The sibling below me is intimidated by The Eyebrow Thing, and hasn't even seen me do it!

Given your reluctance to leave photographic eveidence and me never having visited Texas or Oberammergau, that is not that surprising.

The sibling below me now seeks a director for the new blockbuster "The Eyebrow Thing".

I'm trying to pitch it as a sequel to the movie "That Thing You Do".

I don't just need a director.  I'm also looking for a cast, DP, locations, and funding.

Mainly funding, really.

Okay, okay... I'm just trying to get money.  There is no movie.

The sibling below me is now distraught, having already committed to making "The Making of The Eyebrow Thing" and is not looking forward to going back to the professional no-limit "Go Fish" circuit.

Indeed I am not.


The sibling below me is aware of some interesting things to do with morning glory seeds.

Heh, I have a fair theoretical background in those areas (Biology / Organic Chem split major in uni).

The sibling below me knows why reed canary grass isn't just for the birds, theoretically speaking.

At least not for swamp canaries.
Looks like another "natural" idea gone bad. Maybe it will dry the moral morass of Chicago and then run for congress (not president, the weed it will be unable to prove that is has not been smoked).

The sibling below me would like grass in congress because it could be threatened with the commoner's lawn mower.

Yeah, you rite. I done tol' mah Congresscritter more'n once that his ass was grass an' I wuz a big ol' lawnmower. He wudn't skeert...dumbass that he is.

The sibling below me thinks I've read too much Molly Ivins. (RIP, Sister Molly)

Molly will rise again!

The sibling below me now imagines her getting out of her grave and going on the rampage in Crawford, when the Faux Tex is "at home".

Imagines?? Prays for...

The sibling below me just wants cake.

I also want to loe 20kg of body weight without sacrificing essential organs or other limbs.

The sibling below me has met the liposuction fairy

But I didn't fancy what she left under my pillow.

The sibling below me is the score-keeper in the great annual Santa v. Liposuction Fairy contest.