You can't catch ME with brown rice pasta, dearie no! And I haven't really looked over, but from the amount of grumbling, I'd guess they are...waddlemongers.
Brown rice pasta is good...D probably agrees with me on that one. And I don't care about waddlemongers. Therefore...we're making poisoned tomato soup. For the DLF.
I think you're confusing St. Lucy with the Apostle Paul...and my eyes are perfectly fine in my head, thank you. I'm beginning to think that sending my entire self down in the basket is safer than staying up here....
You've driven me to this. *goes to the mod lounge* *breaks in* *gets the DLF from behind the fridge, since the DLF can fly* *lets it smell LoL's socks* Go get her, boy.
That's because I took them off when you weren't looking. You really should pay more attention to your socks...these were even pink fuzzy socks, but you didn't pay any attention when I was kneeling down by your feet during the tomato discussion. What fools these mortals be....
He hasn't broken through yet. Actually, he can't; the glass is shatter-proof. But he'll never give up, so you'll get to spend the rest of your life looking into his gleaming red eyes.