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The Sibling Below Me...

Started by DaveL, October 03, 2006, 11:59:29 AM

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Griffin NoName

Never. And I'm sure I wouldn't like a penis on top. What? What? We weren't still talking about bald heads or even heads at all?

TsBM thinks this game should stick to short sentences, mostly because of the room whole books take up on the thread shelves, but mainly because typing is tiring.
Psychic Hotline Host

One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand


pieces o nine

OK.


The sibling below me is the strong and silent type.
"If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?"
--Marquise de Sevigne, February 11, 1677

Aggie

That's quite enough about my intestinal gases, thank you very much.  ::)



The sibling below me is bonkers for brandy beans.
WWDDD?

Pachyderm

Never tried them, but I'm sure I would be, comprised as they are of two of my favourite things.

TSBM loveth the cheese.
Oportet ministros manus lavare antequam latrinam relinquent.

The Meromorph

Erm, that would indeed be me.
The Sibling below me has their underwear in a wad.
Dances with Motorcycles.

Sibling Chatty

Yep, in the laundry basket, over in the corner...

TSBM chooses to do laundry only on alternate Tuesdays.
This sig area under construction.

Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith

Quite true.  I have more than sufficient undergarmets to last 2 weeks or more.

I don't like laundry.

I like _sorting_ laundry even less-- so I tend to launder things in like-batches, saves sorting out later.  Just dump the clean stuff into the "clean" basket in the bedroom.   Fold? You have GOT to be kidding....!


The sibling below me not only folds undergarmets, but has been known to iron socks...
Sometimes, the real journey can only be taken by making a mistake.

my webpage-- alas, Cox deleted it--dead link... oh well ::)

pieces o nine

And starch them.


The sibling below me is watching out for starch.
"If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?"
--Marquise de Sevigne, February 11, 1677

Aggie

For new kinds!   I have corn starch, potato starch, tapioca starch, rice flour (close enough) and sweet rice flour in the cupboard.


The sibling below me collects fungi.
WWDDD?

Griffin NoName

Had a nice crop of aspergillus in my toe nails.

TsBM washes their mouth out with gunpowder.
Psychic Hotline Host

One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand


Pachyderm

'Tis the py-rate way. And the only known cure for biscuit weevils in the teeth.

TSBM will explain the offside rule.
Oportet ministros manus lavare antequam latrinam relinquent.

Opsa

I just explained it, but I was off to the side and no-one heard me.

The Sibling Below Me sets traps for biscuit weevils.

Pachyderm

Oi does indeed. Oi hides in a barrel o' biscuits, wif me mouf full o' gunpowder...



TSBM will post in the style of E. Raser
Oportet ministros manus lavare antequam latrinam relinquent.

beagle

Am I style E.Raser or school E.Raser :mrgreen:

In Naples they all great artists, like Machiavelli, and Bob Hope.

I send pope old Fiat and red electron to make sacrifice for FIFA cup, but Berlesconi swap for note of keyboard.

TSBM will take over before I start liking this too much. :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :yippee: :yippee: :yippee: :yippee: :yippee: :aargh: :aargh: :aargh: :aargh: :fit: :fit: :fit: :fit: :fit:
The angels have the phone box




Aphos

E. Raser DAY!!!

:toasted: :toasted: :toasted: :toasted:
:thumbsup: :thumbsup: :thumbsup: :thumbsup:
:drunk: :drunk: :drunk: :drunk:
:woot: :woot: :woot: :woot:
:ty: :ty: :ty: :ty:
:yippee: :yippee:
:yo: :yo:


The sibling below me thinks I have gone too far.
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--