Michaleen Flynn: No patty-fingers, if you please. The proprieties at all times. Hold on to your hats
Thursday, March 8, 2012
I am a star
Allie Oop.......
I voted in the poll in TOP, guess what I voted?
As for Trooper, I've been growing frightened at all the attention that slut Titus has been getting, damn, I'm jealous.
There can only be one sexy cow here.
The Pasteurized Version of Yang. No squeezing, no refrigeration, and more Vitimin C than the Original Juice.
The Road Apple Result of a Mito Moo of Yin.
Odd to consider the power of mitochondria. Out of one sweet innocent little moo, a new blog forms, bellowing daily with a larger, louder Moo of contacts and connections beyond the pasture of birth. Spawned in the truest sense. Or Spwnd, depending on point of view.
Yes, it was the genius of my lone moo over at the other barnyard that started EBLs career. Any royalties coming to me, the original cow? Of course I will give credit to EBLs talent as a blogger and a very funny cow. I do feel as if I gave birth to her, ow.
My package isn't so small, no wait, that doesn't sound right.....
Because, as you know, if Trooper and I hadn't had our drag down , knock out fight, and if some greenish person didn't come to my rescue, and if I wouldn't have girded my loins and come here into the inner sanctum to call for a truce, EBLs wonderful blog might never have been spawned, or called something like Ralph for Assemblyman.
You can have the term "blogfather" regarding Troop (which I recall using early on too) but I reserve priority claims to "fogblather" which I believe I coined. :)
My dear little heifer, how could I not love you? You are a product of the love between RogerJ the old bull and myself on a frisky Sunday morning . You were born from my warm fecund womb.
Welcome to The Kommunity KudZoo. Almost but not quite as fun as the TY Big Top. Veleeta will be your hostess and party organizer. Her fur might be a little worn in places, but she's still good for a moo or two. Some might call her game or even gamey, but she's a loyal cow. A kind kine. The only one who gets away with calling the farmer, "My Little Yorkie".
I used to live in a Latino hood in Chelsea, Mass and across the street the people had chickens and a rooster. Every fucking morning that thing would cock a doodle doo. And then one day the cock was silent.
No matter how clean an ass may appear, it never is totally clean.
Just when SixtyG said it wasn't happening, Titus speaks the truth, for cows, asses and all manner of creeping beast, four footed, cloven hooved and otherwise.
Is branching an option choice? I'm confused as to why TOP is still justified to the left with small print and no branching and this one is back to center with reply branches. Also not clear as to why Titus is the only one posting with a blue name on this thread.
If branching is a choice, I'm not a fan of it. It reminds me of the commercial for Post It Notes from a few years ago that showed the interior of a Squirrel's nest covered in Post Its to remind where the nuts were hidden.
I changed nothing on my blog regarding branched vs. linear yet it comes up branched. This isn't an issue for me because the comments are so few--in fact I like it. But when chains get really long like here and somebody sticks something new it's a bit annoying.
Veleeta's been around the block, if not the world several times. She know how to turn good rich milk into cheese product faster than you can say Kraft.
"We" must be the mouse in the pocket that was killed with a broom upthread. Not a safe place for a mouse. MamaM uses the toss-away traps that break the spine in a swift and deadly SNAP!
Titus was busy poking stuffed animal mouths in his youth, so anything with a roundish hole for an opening might not serve as the best example of clean. He'd be better served with "clean as a clumber tooth".
Lots of places to stick something new in. Or something borrowed, or something Blue. I can't figure out the Blue Name thing. It is happening over at El Pollo too.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
66 comments:
Ohhhhh, Troopie, I am so moooooved.
Hey, what am I? Chopped hamburger?
Nothing against you Allie!
Hey, what am I? Chopped hamburger?
The Moo Heard Around the World.
The Pasteurized Version of Yang. No squeezing, no refrigeration, and more Vitimin C than the Original Juice.
The Road Apple Result of a Mito Moo of Yin.
Odd to consider the power of mitochondria. Out of one sweet innocent little moo, a new blog forms, bellowing daily with a larger, louder Moo of contacts and connections beyond the pasture of birth. Spawned in the truest sense. Or Spwnd, depending on point of view.
In the vein of TY:
Good Things Pushed Out of Too Small a Package
Yes, it was the genius of my lone moo over at the other barnyard that started EBLs career. Any royalties coming to me, the original cow? Of course I will give credit to EBLs talent as a blogger and a very funny cow. I do feel as if I gave birth to her, ow.
My package isn't so small, no wait, that doesn't sound right.....
Sticky hooves
I'm stepping over, a four-loaf clover
AND, let us not forget our dear Blogfather Trooper, who made this all possible. I feel like I'm at the Academoo Awards.
cloven too
Titus can be the first to enjoy all the fresh cow pies, the ladies are feeling spring in the air and getting all excited.
Because, as you know, if Trooper and I hadn't had our drag down , knock out fight, and if some greenish person didn't come to my rescue, and if I wouldn't have girded my loins and come here into the inner sanctum to call for a truce, EBLs wonderful blog might never have been spawned, or called something like Ralph for Assemblyman.
You can have the term "blogfather" regarding Troop (which I recall using early on too) but I reserve priority claims to "fogblather" which I believe I coined. :)
Okay, I will put your name in the credits.
Veleeta.
My dear little heifer, how could I not love you? You are a product of the love between RogerJ the old bull and myself on a frisky Sunday morning . You were born from my warm fecund womb.
Do you mean Velveeta?
Did I catch MamaM in a spelling error!? Oh YES there is a God!
That picture is creepy.
Is that elsie?
tits.
Could also be someone with a German accent saying: "well, eat her"
Titus! Fresh cow pies!
That's what I originally had in mind with "sticky" (glue). But then I thought I'd better soften the rhetoric.
Ja, du bist recht.
Aw well, the poo is already out of the barn, go with it.
Veleeta refuses to shave her legs.
I only care about my own loafs. It is important to keep track of them. There can be warning signs in your loafs.
I don't care for other people's loafs or cowpies-that is just gross.
tits.
The bulls like the unshaven look.
Perhaps she's European?
Brown Swiss?
Well you are so kind to share every minute detail of your loaves with us, I thank you from the bottom of my bowels.
I'm just kidding with you Titus, we love you.
The down side of urban living: link
Welcome to The Kommunity KudZoo. Almost but not quite as fun as the TY Big Top. Veleeta will be your hostess and party organizer. Her fur might be a little worn in places, but she's still good for a moo or two. Some might call her game or even gamey, but she's a loyal cow. A kind kine. The only one who gets away with calling the farmer, "My Little Yorkie".
I've herd of Veleeta through the bovine.
Roof chickens are up at the ass crack of dawn. They hear everything and will peck at anything that mooves, especially if it's read.
Oh I bet your're wondering how I knew
About your plans to make me moo....
I used to live in a Latino hood in Chelsea, Mass and across the street the people had chickens and a rooster. Every fucking morning that thing would cock a doodle doo. And then one day the cock was silent.
Well there only one way to shut those annoying cocks up.
That clip from Sex In The City is exactly why I won't do anal.
No matter how clean an ass may appear, it never is totally clean.
Chickie has designs on the head rooster spot in the coop.
Well that is only natural, it will never be clean as a whistle.
You mean the genesis of your lone moo?
I'm a CINO (chicken in name only). Blake looks more the part. At least on Twitter.
Waiting with bated breath on this one.
Sally, having swallowed cheese,
Directs down holes the scented breeze,
Enticing thus with baited breath
Nice mice to an untimely death.
No matter how clean an ass may appear, it never is totally clean.
Just when SixtyG said it wasn't happening, Titus speaks the truth, for cows, asses and all manner of creeping beast, four footed, cloven hooved and otherwise.
Stalls for All at the Kine Kommunity Kud Zoo!
I am mooved by your kinesis.
Sally swallows?
The new branched versus linear thread polymerization makes it hard to see where new monomers have inserted.
Is branching an option choice? I'm confused as to why TOP is still justified to the left with small print and no branching and this one is back to center with reply branches. Also not clear as to why Titus is the only one posting with a blue name on this thread.
If branching is a choice, I'm not a fan of it. It reminds me of the commercial for Post It Notes from a few years ago that showed the interior of a Squirrel's nest covered in Post Its to remind where the nuts were hidden.
I changed nothing on my blog regarding branched vs. linear yet it comes up branched. This isn't an issue for me because the comments are so few--in fact I like it. But when chains get really long like here and somebody sticks something new it's a bit annoying.
A petri dish of Probe A Bullity.
Veleeta's been around the block, if not the world several times. She know how to turn good rich milk into cheese product faster than you can say Kraft.
"We" must be the mouse in the pocket that was killed with a broom upthread. Not a safe place for a mouse. MamaM uses the toss-away traps that break the spine in a swift and deadly SNAP!
Exodus is more likely.
But it's turning into Duet-eronomy.
Titus was busy poking stuffed animal mouths in his youth, so anything with a roundish hole for an opening might not serve as the best example of clean. He'd be better served with "clean as a clumber tooth".
I CINO designing chickens, but seem to recall chickenlittle posting a link at TOP to a friend who sang about Red Roosters.
Yes, she and Veleeta have been going head to head for years.
If MamaM meant Velveeta, she would have typed Velveeta. Veleeta is an EBL'ism, product of another fecund wound.
Tell-a-kinesis Time.
Lots of places to stick something new in. Or something borrowed, or something Blue. I can't figure out the Blue Name thing. It is happening over at El Pollo too.
MamaM is here!
I love MamaM.
tits.
The cock is silent-that's funny if I do say so myself.
tits.
That there is comedy gold.
It's still cleaner than his mind.
Too many nooks and crannies
Nooks are for crooks & crannies are for trannies.
But there's always room for nookie.
Two days without a post.... I'm now checking milk cartons for Trooper's picture.
That's when they get tired of têat à têat?
Yes, but rarely do they tire of laughing at the feets of others.
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