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The Sibling Below Me...

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

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Aggie

I already did....   one of my White Cloud Mountain Fish is missing an eyeball.  I suspect the Buddy the Betta did it.   :-\


The sibling below me eats fish eyeballs.
WWDDD?

Opsa

I suppose that's correct, since I've eaten whole smelts and anchovies.

The Sibling below me wants a smelt pizza.

Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith

Melted cheese on pizza-- of COURSE.

What? You mean "smelt" is some sort of fish?

Eeeeewwwww.  I'm seriously allergic to most fish.... no thanks.

The sibling below me would eat fish 24/7, if it was always fresh.
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 cooked properly

cooking is important with teh fishkies



The sibling below me won't bait their own hooks.
"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

Sibling Chatty

I doozn't liek teh worm gutses.... :puke:
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Aphos

It seems the sibling above me forgot to say anything to the sibling below her.


The sibling below me thinks the Sibling Below Me is the best game in the world.
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith

Oh, it is, when I'm playing.

Then, when I'm doing Something Else, it's not so much.

It's All About Me, of course.  ::)  :mrgreen:

The sibling below me will now politely disagree--- for it is really all about them, of course.
Sometimes, the real journey can only be taken by making a mistake.

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

Sibling Chatty

I didn't finish before because I was  :puke: and it's messy...I sowwy.

The sibling below me can let it be All About Them. (I do not work and play well with others, but I do share.)
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Opsa

I'll go halfway and let it be All About Poptarts.

The Sibling below me suggests a Pepto Bismol Poptart for those who are baiting hooks at breakfast (or any time).

pieces o nine

As long as I don't have to eat them, fine.  :P


The sibling below me has 'upgraded' their natural hair color.
"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

Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith

Indeed.  Through years and YEARS of worry, stress and general emotional turmoil, it's now showing some distinguished grey.

About time, too-- I was starting to look like the younger brother, as compared to my actual younger brother.

Of course, he is married, so that may account for his greater quantity of grey hairs... ::)

The sibling below me will be upset that men who have greying hair are considered "distinguished" while women just look old.  :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
Sometimes, the real journey can only be taken by making a mistake.

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

Pachyderm

Not at all. Despite my relatively young age, I too have started on the Winter Plumage. It did, however, lead to a comment by one of my clients (while working as an ecologist) to the effect that I was even looking like a badger...


TSBM would like to abolish grey hairs in their entirety.
Oportet ministros manus lavare antequam latrinam relinquent.

Bob in a quantum-state-of-faith

I would, but then.... they ARE HAIRS, after all. (thanks, Gallagher)

Better grey, than skin, I always say. 

On the other hand, if and when I do loose much of my head-hair* I will likely go with that look, and just shave it all off.

The sibling below me thinks that bald men are better looking anyway.



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* which seems to be migrating South, to take up residence in places that previously had little or no hair, like my ears, nose and eyebrows.  Well, I had hair on my eyebrows, but it was polite hair-- it only grew so long, and then quit.  Now, some eyebrow hairs grow and grow and grow.  I've taken to plucking them, but I wonder how braided eyebrows would look?
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

Ahhh, the Jean-Luc Picard look. Verra Nice.

"Stone Cold" Steve Austin. Not so much.


The sibling below me has never had a waiter in a Chinese restaurant squint suspiciously at their driver's license, then back at them, then back at the license, then back at their hair, then tap the license and insist that it is of a "Much Younger Person".
"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

Opsa

Ha! I haven't. Ya gotta love those Chinese waiters, though. They can be charming.

The Sibling below me has never had a dish described to him/her as "Chicken with Penis- Chicken cooked with special sauce and penis on top." I have a friend who received this description for Chicken with Peanuts. He decided not to order it.