tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post7994885459760197136..comments2024-03-28T22:42:50.909-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats: Drawing a Line in the Dust at Val's Bad Taste EmporiumValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-37601629017406608572013-09-10T00:47:56.512-05:002013-09-10T00:47:56.512-05:00With out batteries, I would call it a dribbling di...With out batteries, I would call it a dribbling dick decanter. knancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01676773933097423968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-91812980875355286342013-09-09T23:06:06.045-05:002013-09-09T23:06:06.045-05:00You are such a funny person. I love that you didn...You are such a funny person. I love that you didn't take offense at my remarks. I also appreciate that you still had humor in your comment. I look forward to more. But, I really wish you had sent me to France for a tureen.<br />knancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01676773933097423968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-47285081622632182492013-09-09T21:19:58.616-05:002013-09-09T21:19:58.616-05:00Kathy,
I'm not sure of his resale value. But i...Kathy,<br />I'm not sure of his resale value. But if he can catch snakes before they leave a giant skin on the work bench, or keep pink hairless infant mice out of Hick's coverall pockets, I'm sure we can find a place for him.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-8611807786068928432013-09-09T21:06:46.002-05:002013-09-09T21:06:46.002-05:00I tried to share this story with he who forgot to ...I tried to share this story with he who forgot to purchase hearing aid batteries. I have no idea what he thought I said, but it had nothing to do with the content. I suppose I will have to go buy the batteries myself, or can I just leave him in Hick's barn?Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-2407128982759035062013-09-09T19:57:01.451-05:002013-09-09T19:57:01.451-05:00Sioux,
Sorry, I am not familiar with "Blurred...Sioux,<br />Sorry, I am not familiar with "Blurred Lines." That must be some ditty from the last forty years. I don't cotton to this new style. If you desire me to watch a parody, I suggest that you dip deep into your bottomless pockets and run cable out my back road, past the prison, so I can get me some of that high-speed internet enjoyed by the inmates. I am not able to watch video on my squirrel-wheel connection.<br /><br />Get real, Madam. You know your sensibilities are limping because your Crocs are rundown. Such language as heard in the sweet Robby Benson clip is bandied about by third-graders on the bus. And behind your back.<br /><br />*****<br />Linda,<br />I certainly hope your lips will never. It IS a decanter of sorts. To fill with hard liquor. Not designed for a hard licker...It's not a goatskin wine bota. Nor a 44 oz. foam cup with a long straw. It's made to spurt a jigger of two into a tumbler for sipping, I suppose. Hick reports that IT IS BATTERY OPERATED!<br /><br />*****<br />Tammy,<br />I don't walk around with one of those things, so I can't speak for the shrinkage. <br /><br />We will pass it down like a treasured heirloom, from eldest son to eldest son. I stop short of clearing a space on the electric-fireplace mantle to showcase Hick's treasure under a glass dome, bathed in soft wattage to enhance its most-talked-about attributes.<br /><br />Here's your link for the PEEPS.<br /><br />http://unbaggingthecatsone.blogspot.com/2011/04/tis-season-of-peep.html<br /><br />*****<br />Stephen,<br />Sorry. That's not going to trick me into revealing Hick's pick. A lady reveals nothing. Val's cold, cold heart does not thaw for a spell of dizziness. You might contact Ferris Bueller for lessons in barfing up a lung.<br /><br />*****<br />joeh,<br />Finally. The voice of reason. These other voyeurs are jostling each other for a peep through the knothole in the fence.<br /><br />*****<br />knancy,<br />You are two-thirds of a psychic. It's not a pitcher, but a battery-operated decanter.<br /><br />*****<br />Melissa,<br />Hick's BARn is like some adult version of a Harry Potter apothecary. You never know what odd ingredient you might find there. I'm sure he's short one big soup bowl. But he's got more than one pair of antique eyeglasses. Just in case your vision is going.<br /><br />*****<br />knancy,<br />I would not ship anything to France, because I would have to stand too long in line at the dead-mouse-smelling post office. If France would like to pick it up at the end of the driveway, that would be fine.<br /><br />*****<br />Melissa,<br />Geography was my worst subject. Thanks, Old Football Coach who was my teacher! <br /><br />Maybe you could sell your metal punch bowl for scrap. I know a good place...well, no I don't, since that last shooting. I'll have to tell my mom that "punch bowl" is the new "cake plate."Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-34476796755439692112013-09-09T19:30:55.925-05:002013-09-09T19:30:55.925-05:00Sorry for sending you all the way to Touraine, Fra...Sorry for sending you all the way to Touraine, France with my soup tureen. I had no idea what it was until I owned it, much less spell it. I just thought it was a punch bowl. And for the money I spent, it sure is ugly. Not only that, I'm now wondering if it isn't even silver. I'll just add it to my other 5 or 6 punch bowls. One can never have too many punch bowls.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12874711207558845031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-4421100826458372852013-09-09T18:11:49.724-05:002013-09-09T18:11:49.724-05:00Yes I do, just from reading Val. Hick will probab...Yes I do, just from reading Val. Hick will probably think you said latrine not tureen. And then Val will ship it to France! Good god, somebody just shoot me.<br />knancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01676773933097423968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-15512746634229691432013-09-09T17:18:01.081-05:002013-09-09T17:18:01.081-05:00I have one major weakness at auctions. Antique sil...I have one major weakness at auctions. Antique silver. It doesn't matter what it is I'll buy it. Last Monday I ended up purchasing a large soup touraine. 5 minutes after my purchase I turned to my friend and asked, "Why did you let me buy that?" Do you think Hick will let me store it in the BARn?Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12874711207558845031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-51833511141860140902013-09-09T02:19:32.618-05:002013-09-09T02:19:32.618-05:00Ewer so funny!Ewer so funny!knancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01676773933097423968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-68198052250719146552013-09-09T02:17:28.363-05:002013-09-09T02:17:28.363-05:00Ha, ha, ha! A penis pissing pitcher!Ha, ha, ha! A penis pissing pitcher!knancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01676773933097423968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-71949250944132235472013-09-08T22:47:32.135-05:002013-09-08T22:47:32.135-05:00No picture?
Thank you.No picture? <br /><br />Thank you.joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-50256285346069545792013-09-08T19:23:19.488-05:002013-09-08T19:23:19.488-05:00My imagination is swirling so fast trying to imagi...My imagination is swirling so fast trying to imagine this thing that I'm getting dizzy.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-72904200301032820572013-09-08T18:33:41.029-05:002013-09-08T18:33:41.029-05:00I applaud your family's delicate sensibilities...I applaud your family's delicate sensibilities in only purchasing such a thing rather than actually describing it. I must ask, though: if the water is cold, is there shrinkage? And what is this about Snowman Peeps with embarrassing appendages? However did I miss this? Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02141883867104777688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-15051520496918181652013-09-08T18:20:58.998-05:002013-09-08T18:20:58.998-05:00My lips will never ...My lips will never ...Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-10392701647381214222013-09-08T17:04:22.434-05:002013-09-08T17:04:22.434-05:00In the same vein, if you've heard the song &qu...In the same vein, if you've heard the song "Blurred Lines" and have also seen the video, you might want to check out the "Blurred Lines" parody--a feminist version--out of New Zealand (I think). <br /><br />And I'm so glad you didn't cross any lines--this time. My sensibilities are still limping along after that horrid language in that Robby Benson movie excerpt. I have never!Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.com