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That Mimo! She told me that she doesn't like the picture, because it makes her look fat.
Nah. It's just the hands in the pockets that does that.
It's so far away, how could you tell, Mimi?
oh that Mimo -- she is a caution (as my mother in law used to say)
Sorry, MP! I had to guess who was taller, you+ or ++him... I'd really have preferred photoshopping Duncan into this pic, but I'm on a roll with the photo you supplied!
That's one of the most annoying things about visiting Scotland. Every time you go to take a photograph of the beautiful scenery some English bloke and some American get in the way.
PS It's a part of Scotland where they practice human sacrifice. I think that may be what Mimo had in mind. She has that look in her eye.
Now, see, on the Great Frontier, we can simply pull out a gun and problem solved.
Mimo says she always wants to look her personal best, and she does not think looking fat is her personal best, even from a distance.Cathy, you taking a picture of MP taking a picture of Mimo is into Bizarro World. And Mimo standing there letting the two of you do it, even at the cost of looking fat is...I'm without words.
Maybe Mimo isn't fat. Perhaps she's just a little short for her weight.
Maybe there was someone taking a picture of me taking a picture of Mad Priest taking a picture of Mimi. Who can say?
Ah, maybe that's it! How tall are *you* MadPriest?
Perhaps she's just a little short for her weight....as a good many of us could say about ourselves.Cathy, indeed, who can say? We may show up on Google Earth.Susan, MP is average in height, in his own words, but perhaps he has the weight of a tall man.
Well, I like that. You say something nice and it's just thrown back in your face.
To paraphrase Alice Walker, "Mimo makes a landscape look more beautiful."
Mimo and I had to keep an eye out for each other going through that field, I remember. We were knee-deep in cowpats and it was full of treacherous bogs. I won't mention whose idea it was to go there.
Mimo makes a landscape look more beautiful.There are two ways in which that remark can be understood.
There are about 22 million Australians in the world and we got the wimp.
Excuse me - it was yours truly who led us all out of the treacherous quicksands to safety, thus foiling your plot to dispose of Mimo's body in the marshes, and foiling her plot to kill both of us using the same method. If that's not Australian pluck I don't know what is.
You can't pluck and whinge. You have to choose one or the other.
Most singer-songwriters have been plucking and whinging at the same time for years. I don't see why I can't.I was the hero of the day. I know that much.
My goodness! I see that the situation deteriorated since I left.I choose to take up the conversation where JCF left off and assume that he meant his comment as a compliment.Thank you, JCF!Although what Cathy says is true, I would not have missed the Circle of Stones, which I plan to write about. I'm quite proud of myself, because I didn't once say, "How much farther are the damn stones?"
Neither did you give up half way and pretend that a couple of pebbles under some trees was the stone circle.
Give up half way? I did not! And I have pictures to prove that I didn't give up. Through the sheep shit and the bog, I plodded on, with a little help from my friend, Cathy, who did, too, save the day.
No, that was definitely a stone circle under the trees, Mad Priest, there was just an even bigger stone circle a bit further on.They like their stone circles in Scotland.
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I shan't comment on this any further. I was obviously with a different Australian and a different American at a different stone circle at the time.
I was obviously with a different Australian and a different American at a different stone circle at the time.In one of that infinite number of parallel universes you keep writing about, Mad Priest.
Is Blogger crazy today, or is it my computer? I'm afraid my computer is dying.Why moderate through the comments that are double posts, Jonathan?
Why moderate through the comments that are double posts, Jonathan? You think I read this rubbish?
You think I read this rubbish?In that case, I'll never bother to comment again.
Replying on here is like like praying with an icon... you don't pray to the icon, you pray through the icon. Likewise, we talk through Madpriest, not to him!Or some crap like that.
+Clumber, you old dog, that's fecking brilliant.
I expect most men feel like icons when women are talking.
"Or some crap like that." Yes, I see.Children, please, relax! Chill! Please!I seem to remember that if an email is sent with a question, it is eventually answered by the dear leader. Also, if a comment is clever enough, an answer is forthcoming. If i happen to double post, I will eliminate one of them myself. It's not that hard to do!
Well, you don't look like icons, that's for sure.
Actually, I assume that if two comments come in, the second might be a correction of the first. I don't check whether or not it is because life is too short.
You used to think we did up until you were turned.
Enough! I give up.
HOOOO! and my word verification is:veewee.Make of it what you will...I have plenty of stones in my yard. I will just make my own circle.
You used to think we did up until you were turned.Turned?