Sweet or Sour wrote:he likes apples but not grapes?
he likes pineapple flesh but not pine needles?
he likes the open sky but not dirt?
but does he like snow....
oh, and how does he feel about things like 'fastness' or 'jumping' or 'sadness'
If I remember correctly, there are sorts of apples and grapes he quite fancies... And others he abhors. Sure, open clear sky, at midday is soothing to him, but don't try to talk to him at sunset... It's hit or miss.
"I could be wrong, now... But I don't think so."
You've hit the nail on the head! Speaking of which, King Bob loves getting head from blondes...
Do you remember when, as a child in Ireland, he decided to become an athiest, because he couldn't bring himself to align with either of the principal sides in the conflict?
"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered...."
Do you remember when, as a child in Ireland, he decided to become an athiest, because he couldn't bring himself to align with either of the principal sides in the conflict?
I have no clue, though I've a vague memory of hearing about that conflict...
I do know that leprechauns scare him silly though.
aeridus wrote:I have no clue, though I've a vague memory of hearing about that conflict...
I do know that leprechauns scare him silly though.
Yeah... He wants no part of any fight between the Orange and the Green.
"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered...."
I'm being a brat and bring back the frustration!!!
"You know those things called "gamer girls" yes we exist, and I am one of them. If you could kindly stop worrying about your erection and pick up that controller so I can whip your ass I'd appreciate it."
naked pictures of Misca are going to be the new world currency when the tentacles take over. ~Squiddy
*suddenly wants a miscashake* ~aeridus
“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting, ‘Holy shit! What a ride!’ "
~Mavis Leyrer
"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered...."
Loves Dills, though she hates garlic,
Adores Bread and Butter, just never with onion
Pickled Eggs are a delight, but never pig knuckles
And for her professed affection for Cabbage, she positively despises both Sauerkraut and Kimchi...
Think the Unthinkable,
Do the Undoable,
"F" the Ineffable,
And Unscrew the Inscrutable.
Speaking of which, King Bob loves getting head from blondes... 
