Subject: sickness spill

From: "threadbare" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sun, 20 May 2007 21:48:28 +0300

It's a look, I guess.
Llamas are very nice creatures with lovely kind eyes. Llamas do spit, but mostly at each other - no one spat at me, at all.
Moth to the flame kind of thing.
I learned a great deal about llamas. Stud locators are cheap and easy to use.
The convenience, the price, and the novelty of the thing are what sold me. I guess they thought we must eat that as well, and thought "eggy in a basket" was a quaint and Olde Worlde version.
Further developments will be reported as they occur, if not before. We've discovered that Allan Janus has an almost Anne of Green Gables popularity in Japan, though there's no anime version of his life, yet.
Archie waves his tentacles threateningly, or enticingly - it's hard to tell.
I walked a bit closer - snapped his photo - he didn't go into his attack crouch, nor growl or show his fangs - just stood there, looking almost friendly. Take it from me, people; find the damn stud, or you'll be sorry.
One lady tried to bully me onto her bus, which was not going to DC - she was actually trying to shove my considerable bulk up the bus steps. Why do I keep going into the woods?
Could a fellow who actually chooses to wear a bonnet de police not know the meaning of On les aura! The Museum Cats have hunkered down for the duration, and after I put the pork roast into go in the oven, I'm going to take a nap. It couldn't have been my accent, which is flawless.
It couldn't have been my accent, which is flawless.
Natasha, who may be a Norwegian Forest Cat, kind of likes it. At last I found a bus that seemed to be going to "Rockavirr", as the driver said. Nothing like our modern cinema for breath-taking images of power and inspiration. Could a fellow who actually chooses to wear a bonnet de police not know the meaning of On les aura!
Remember, donors receive a lovely original Allan Janus print as a sort of premium, just like a PBS fund-raiser.
My one reservation with the film is that it's a bit hard on poor Crown Prince Rudolf - he of Mayerling fame, who was actually a good sort of fellow. All in all, not a bad trip, except for the scary lady touts.
Plus, we need the ginseng.
The Museum Cats have hunkered down for the duration, and after I put the pork roast into go in the oven, I'm going to take a nap. Now the US have "eggs in a basket," which is fried bread with a fried egg in a hole in the middle. There's a bus stop in nearby Rockville, just down the road from the Janus Museum. I walked a bit closer - snapped his photo - he didn't go into his attack crouch, nor growl or show his fangs - just stood there, looking almost friendly. All of the new llamas - Lunar, Lindsay, Molly, Aztec, and - I think the last one's name was Lucinda Williams - are pregnant.
The convenience, the price, and the novelty of the thing are what sold me.
Llamas are very nice creatures with lovely kind eyes. Really, one should stay away from the Janus Museum Forest Preserve nowadays, what with all of the bleeding dangers that lurk within.
It's a look, I guess.
Further developments will be reported as they occur, if not before.
It was my first time on the Chinatown bus.
The baby llama is called a cria.