Well - I'm knitting with only one needle, and one wave short of shipwreck ... Oh Dear!
I'm going very slightly mad.
I sing "Dear Friends" to my golden retriever puppy, Maggie, to get her to stop howling, growling, barking and yipping when I put her in her training crate (it's big enough to fit me) for the night with her red cushioned bed.
It only took singing (off key) Dear Friends twice to get her to lay down and not hear a peep from her when I sneak to the basement to visit my PC and the madhouse known as QueenZone.
You think that's bad?
If I forget to take my pills, I strip naked and staple raw bacon to my entire body. I wait until it gets dark then roam the streets of Edinburgh in search homeless young men, who I lure to my home before strangling them and having sex with their still warm bodies. I then skin them, butcher the flesh and offer up their brains, hearts and lungs as a sacrifice to our dark lord.
Thankfully, I've never actually forgotten to take my pills thus far, so most of this is just supposition really.
your pal, fatty.
Panchgani wrote:
Hmmm ... I wonder if I strip naked and staple bacon to my body, whether that will help the puppy go to sleep faster?
Perhaps I'll try that tonight ...
The hell with the puppy, if you're talking like that why don't you have YOURSELF put down instead?
What's with all the wacko talk here lately?
My daughter loves this song. I have been singing this to her every night for at least 3 years, along with Lily Of The Valley. Occasionally, my wife & I will hear her singing DF to her dolls over the monitor after I've left the room.