If he had more than a 70 IQ, he might.
If he had more than a 70 IQ, he might.
Some people do that. A deacon at my church did, because he was convinced he had no problem, as long as he wasn't on insulin. It cost him his eyesight.
He still can't tie his shoes.
Yes, well, the response is obvious...
My mother's 72, & very set in her ways. IOW, you can't tell her anything...
Apparently not.
That's what growing up in a crawl space, and eating whatever crawls by does to a young mind. Kind of sad in a way, but it did keep the bugs and mice out of his foster parent's hovel.
Canned whipped cream (or the equivalent from catering equipment)
It's a mix of cream and laughing gas. (kind of apropriate)
Unfortunately. Like an old man that lived down the street from me. He had emphysema, was on oxygen 24/7 and kept smoking. It put him in the hospital four times in two years before the county health department forcibly committed him to an assisted living facility where he couldn't get any cigarettes. They decided that was cheaper than what it cost them for the trips to a hospital.
Maybe that's why he posts under the nym, Dorothy with the red shoes, because his ruby high heels just slip on?
I used to have a running joke about what happened to the trainees I sent up to the comms riser on the 49th floor. Now I think I know how they ended up.
Ayup. My girlfriend & I cooked a batch of quiches[0]. I gave one to my mother on the assumption that she'd eat it over a week or two. She ended up eating the whole thing in one day.
[0] Quiche Lorraine. It was the first time I'd blind-baked a pastry, so I was quite proud of myself. ;^)
He probably reads posts insulting him, & says "There's no place like home!", then clicks his heels together.
Of course we realize it. But most people keep their worst parts under control. That's what intelligence is for.
John
But you're no good at it. It's obviously making you angry and amusing everybody else.
So try something else.
John
He fails to realize that 'part' was why flush toilets were invented.
On the ground, since there were only 47 floors, and no 13th floor? ;-)
I've never made any pastries. I do cook almost all of my meals, though.
Then he trips and catches his earrings in his pantyhose. (To paraphrase a line from an old Hudson & Landry comedy album.)
shoes,
...he wears high heels, suspenders, and a bra....
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