Awww, poor chickens...
When my carrot cake is done, I will slice it and serve it!
I am still on my coffee spree so...

Well seeing as bathroom duty has been filled, maybe you could be the dance instructor? lol

Ohhhh, I think that's a great idea!! Dance dance dance!

*spin* *spin* *dip*

I could teach dancin' to doo-wop.

And a *dosey doe* just for good measure!

Two dance instructors then... cool!

That's square dancin', starbucks! Do you know how to do the Lindy?

Wondergirl, I'm so glad you found us here!

Sorry for your chickens...

My understanding was that you live in the suburbs... where do you keep your chickens?

I have a big back yard, Sneeze. How else would I be able to have farm-fresh eggs in the morning if I didn't have chickens?? The neighbors are getting a little upset when the rooster crows around 6, but it's time for them to get up for work anyway.

I brought along a stack of 45s including that all-time all-timer... TA DA!.
The original 1954 megahit by the Penguins... TA DA!. "Earth Angel"!! Yyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy!!

*twirl* *twirl*

The lady down the stree, we buy our fresh farm eggs for $2.25... :)
Make me very very happy!
I want to dance!! Spin lalalalalala

OoO... fresh eggs... I'm jealous.

The only "fresh eggs" I get are the organic eggs from whole foods down the street. Sad.

When the eggs are still warm from bein' under the hen and have chickensh!t and straw stuck on 'em, you KNOW they're fresh! Yum! And do those yolks ever stand up!

Um... not so sure about the chickensh!t... but I'll take your word for it.

Oh my goodness, I am so glad she washes them before she sells them.
We were going to make our own coop this summer, but not sure I am up to it!
Gross Wondergirl... LOL

Yup, we chicken people wash that off before we break the eggs, Sneeze. Hain't you ne'er bin on a chicken farm, boy? Those hens, they sure hate to have their eggs snatched too. Woowie, do they ever peck when you reach under 'em to steal out of their nest!

So do I get the dancin' job??

*hop* *twirl* *dip*

Sadly, I have no idea... I was born in the city, my childhood was in tropical paradise, and then I grew up in the city... I'm a city boy. Can't leave my apartment without my phone, palm pilot, and iPod... sometimes my laptop.. It's sad... I know.

Would you like some fresh eggs? I'll wash 'em first, just for you. Maybe that will make you feel better, city boy.

Yes please.

And yes of course you get the job! Who would?!

Will I have to teach those guys over at that table to dance? They already look hot and sweaty.

What yee talking about , I in dublin looking 4 conversation

Hey, dlee, you want to learn how t' do the Lindy?

What that

My typing crap

It's a fast dance. I'm the new dance instructor! Yyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy!!

Oh sorry I can't dance, but willing to learn

And I'm here to teach you! Take off your winter jacket and gloves, please. Hang your jacket on one of the hooks on the back wall. Then get set for some fun!!

Well winter jacket is right as it rainy here in dublin ,but in bed tucked up.

You'd rather go to bed? I don't quite understand yer Gaelic.

It 2.22am here and I a bottle and a half of corvina down so bed a good option

Well, a hearty good night to you, dlee. Dance in yer dreams!

Hopefully, and bit more as well...

Hey you guys! I took an extended break... oops! Don't tell Alty k? ;) I see someone's been talking Chicken sh!t. Please don't bring any of that in on yer boots Wondergirl. Doesn't taste good with chocolate!

Anyone thirsty? Who's bin minding the bar? I also think I heard something 'bout table dancing with some sweaty men :O Just what have you bin up to in here anyway? We're a respectable pub! :D Wondergirly, yer going to have to teach me the Lindy!

Bottoms up!

Sneeze was tendin'. Someone finally drove him home when he couldna stand up no more.

Git yer dancin' shoes on, star! We'll start with "Tell Me Why" by Norman Fox and the Rob-Roys. It'll getcher blood a-movin'!

Ahhh, the Rob Roys' Okie Dokie, looks like we have lotsa room! Where'd everyone go so early on a Saturday night?

Got me boots on, lets get to it!

Ohhh, Happy Days! I'm up for it! *spin* away!

Can I getcha a soda-pop? or you want something a bit stronger?

*spin* *spin*

Thanks, but if I'm going to be the dance teacher, I can't drink the hard stuff.

HEY! Watch it with the hiking boots!

Thanks for the *twirl*! :D

So, a guy walks into a pub...

He's had a long day on the loading docks and is hot and sweaty.

He looks around and he is the only one in the bar, so he orders a beer from the barkeep and goes and sits down in a private corner to relax after a tough day.

He takes a few sips from his pint, and all of a sudden he hears... Well hello good looking!

He looks around and doesn't see anyone, so he thinks it's just his imagination.

He takes another sip, and hears someone say... my, you're a fine looking gentleman, do you work out?

He again looks around and seeing no one, wipes his brow and passes it off to the long hot day.

He takes a few more sips and hears... will you be coming around often? you're easy on the eyes!

Well now he's starting to think he's lost his mind, so he calls the barkeep to his table.

He says to the barkeep... I've been sitting here minding my own business, just enjoying my pint, and there is no one around but you. I keep hearing voices. They greeted me, told me how fine I look, and asked me if I will be back?

The barkeep looked at him with a sly grin and said... No worries old man, it's the beer nuts, they're complimentary! :D hehe!

... that's an absurd joke.

I just let someone have it on another thread. He/she believes that if I don't give up my dreams of med school for a girl, then I don't love her. Ridiculous. Psh!

Aren't some of the answers you get just great eh? How old was she? 12?

I asked her how old she was. Waiting for the response. Twas ridiculous. Still fuming.

I saw that sneeze... its ridiculous how people think like movies are real.