Yep, ain't been a-postin' in a coon's age. Been infected with folksy-itis, major symptom of which is to jaw in obscure and backcountry idiom, thus requiring loving and caring family members to band together in a Hallmark display of Tough Love and a bit of giggling. Got my ass taken out behind the woodshed for saying negative things in this here blog. Also got a new recipe book to prop up the shaky leg on the still with, but that's another story.
To quote my old Mammy, "Son (and no, I won't explain this because there really is such a thing as too much sharing) iffen you cain't say sumpin nice, shut the fuck up."
I'm reassessing (*snicker* she said "ass") the non-coherence of The Cheese Stands Alone, and in light of recent overindulgence and subsequent pseudo-lactose-intolerance behaviour this, I am considering taking a good healthy step back and possibly renaming this The Tofu Stands Alone.
No, not really.
I'm just out here counting my chickens and crossing my bridges and futilely trying to gather moss off Keith Richard's bony pelvis and I'm not in Vegas, jail, or The Bin.
I'm assessing, y'all. (*snicker* she said it again) (shut up, you snickering fool).
Was there a point to this post?
No, not really.
Just wanted to see the numbers on the calendar change.
Me = easily amused.
Can I have some of whatever medication you're on? :-)
Posted by: Harvey at February 3, 2005 07:52 AMUm... just what are you making in that still? Sounds lovely, whatever it is... can I have a sip?
Posted by: Teresa at February 3, 2005 08:01 AMI always thought it was something along the following lines: If you don't have anything nice to say about other people, then come sit next to me!
Posted by: RP at February 3, 2005 09:08 AMUhmm, I didn't understand a word you just said. Can you repeat that in english?
Posted by: Tiffani at February 3, 2005 09:28 AMI thought it was "If you don't have anything nice to say, send a Happy Bunny card".
Posted by: Jim at February 3, 2005 12:31 PMI dunno, LeeAnn. Just don't burn your chickens off the bridge before they come home to roost.
Posted by: zonker at February 3, 2005 03:42 PMWell. . .where *AH* come from, crickets don't ride horses!
What??
Hell if I know what that means. I think Dr. Phil said it the other day.
My mom tol' me the same thing: Only she did add that "ifn' you don't have anythin' nice" part. It was mostly just the "shut the fuck up." We heard that a lot.
Why? I don't know. You don't have to tell ME to shut up. I KNOW when to shut up. I'll just shut up anyol' time you tell me to. You know? I. . . [ comment door slammed shut in my face ]
Posted by: Margi at February 3, 2005 10:36 PMIf you put some more lipstick on that pig you may be able to ride it over the bridge before the chickens burn it.
Posted by: Azygos at February 6, 2005 05:40 PM