The most wonderful thing about Tiggers Is Tiggers are wonderful things Their tops are made out of rubber Their bottoms are made out of spring They're bouncy, pouncy, flouncy, trouncy...fun, fun, fun, fun, fun But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is I'm the only one.
I was just showing how one should flounce off with style. Plus I love dropping my old avatar repeatedly down a comment thread--it reminds me of a stone skipping across water in the summertime.
If I were to flounce off I wouldn't flounce off alone.
Gimme an F!
ReplyDeleteGimme an L!
ReplyDeleteGimme an O!
ReplyDeleteGimme a U!
ReplyDeleteGimme an N!
ReplyDeleteWhaaaat, you don't like us anymore?
ReplyDeleteGimme a C!
ReplyDeleteGimme an E!
ReplyDeleteWhat's that spell?
ReplyDeleteFLOUN?
ReplyDeleteOops too soon, ok FLOUNCE.
ReplyDeleteHuh?
ReplyDeleteJust kidding Allie. I thought it was a great Lent card to send to all your friends.
ReplyDeleteFlounce?
ReplyDeleteGimme a WTF?
ReplyDeletePersonally, I consider the apex of neither Trooper nor I being irritated with each other to be this:
ReplyDelete"Trooper York said...
Reader_iam you are a dirty bird.
11/28/07 11:10 PM"
(Make no mistake, I understand that I am un-nominated and have considered myself so for a long time. So, no worries.)
ReplyDeleteAlso, a blast from the past: "A commenter poops and moves on."--ricpic
ReplyDeleteGiving up for now (sleepy, at last): What I was looking for was that under-radar, under-cover ...
ReplyDeletenever mind: will pick it up another week, or month, or season, or whenever.
zzzzz
Okay, who has flounced where?
ReplyDeleteThe most wonderful thing about Tiggers
ReplyDeleteIs Tiggers are wonderful things
Their tops are made out of rubber
Their bottoms are made out of spring
They're bouncy, pouncy, flouncy, trouncy...fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is I'm the only one.
I can't get up a good flounce.
ReplyDeleter,l wrote:
ReplyDeleteGimme a WTF?
I was just showing how one should flounce off with style. Plus I love dropping my old avatar repeatedly down a comment thread--it reminds me of a stone skipping across water in the summertime.
If I were to flounce off I wouldn't flounce off alone.