....and that is also why they haven't quit their day jobs at the sausage un-stuffing plant in Toledo.
Nah, I'll thank you NOW.I sent the clown mimes off to the freelance thread. You may all thank me later.
Wholeheartedly and with all claws at the ready. No mimes! (Goes along with the rest of your sig, come to think of it...No mimes! We shall nae be freaked out an bored ta tears agin!)I declare this to be a mime free zone--Finally! A cause we dogs and cats can agree on.
We pick die, RT. Nose or no nose, that's going too far.Mime is not, to wonder why.
Mime is just, to do or die.
'Cindy' sighs and shakes head.
'uh, Mr. Thunder, sir?'
***grabs RT, sticks his head in her lap to steady him, and begins scrubbing him with a light abrasive poly remover scrub.***