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Originally Posted by Taylor514ce
I tried to find a lampshade that would fit, but couldn't, until I tried to chat up the other Adrian. The conversation was going fine until he made a broadly sweeping gesture and inadvertently crushed my dome.
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Yes, sorry 'bout that. He loves a party, but he does get a bit het-up on Zany Carter Tropicales.
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Fortunately most of my brain is hyperspace It was a thoroughly depressing party. "Now I have a headache".
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Ahh, the signature of PH-dissatisfaction, and, for me, the sign of a good party. I thank-you, most humbly as a minor meat-brained deity, for your vote of disapproval. 'Tis a flame to my cockles.
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So instead I composed this poem:
Mobius strips
down at the Wet Spot
the blue one, next to the fish
is a lawyer
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As per your suggestion, which I always take most seriously, on the first page of my moleskin (the buggers put up a fight, but they're blind and no match for skillful handling of the tunnel-gaff) is tattooed "Chinese people tie their toes in knots so they cannot grow any". However, inside the front cover is now stamped the above, and ever will be on every future dead mole, or even every Moleskine should I reduce the local mole population too much (it's doubtful - the little ground-burrowing buggers have discovered explosives and I note that the local library has lost all its copies of "Mine Blasting for Dummies").
Cheers,
Marc