Well, if Puck can turn her hair into a hard sticky-up thing, and rhino horns are really just hair....

...Instead of (allegedly) using rhino horn as an aphrodesiac, people should just take jobs sweeping up at the hairdressers.

Um... I think that's about enough of that line of speculation!



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Metaphors be with you!

But think of it! We could bake a little bit into the cake we give newcomers, and they would be forced to fall madly in love…no, you're right, that's enough of that line of thought!

(grumbles) A bit more love might not go astray around here...

Love, yes. Mad, passionate lust? I don't know…

Martin says

I didn't mean for Ptolly to kill himself. I was *asking* if Puck's got the pox.
Isn't it ironic that the greatest supporter of the pointy stick is it's only victim I know of so far?

<removes stick from still twitching body of Ptolemy>
<while using glove of course>
<wipes gore off stick>
<flings into bramble patch>

Hmmm, brambles. Where's PSD?

I haven't been around for a while, but I've been noticing the lack of PSD myself. Has he been gone, or did I scare him off?

I think maybe it was me.


I hope it was me......

That's what we like about you Kaz. You're so evil.
And yes, we have been missing psd for a bit, haven't we? Have to work on my aim.
(I award myself ten points for that awful joke)

Yes, ten points for the bad joke, but minus at least a hundred for making me snort soda out my nose.

ouch! (offers the muse a tissue)

Nah, it's okay, I got it cleaned up.

Keep making those bad jokes!

Actually it was me, I keep hogging the computer, er I mean, I keep him tied to the bedpost where he has to suffer the hardships of being my loveslave so he has difficulties getting online.

Bwahahahaah!

Or something



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Colourless green ideas sleep furiously.

(N. Chomsky 1957)

Sounds reasonable to me.



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If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.

EWWWW!!! Mental picture! Ew, ew, ew, ew,ew!

*Proceeds to tear out minds eye*

*Proceeds to tear out minds eye*

How does that work?

Strangely enough, I don't seem to visualise what other people say so much as most people, so I don't suffer as terribly from mental images. Might be down to my habit of ignoring whatever anyone else says.



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Well, because it is submersed in a marine environment, I've always called it the Going-Under-The-Water-Safely-Device.

Yep, that would work. W/b Lenny, btw. Missed you. And still can't get on to the BBC writing thing.

MuseSusan, it's quite simple. You grasp your mind's eye and pull firmly until it tears, then you keep tugging until you've torn it out.



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If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.

Oüch.