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No, I do not enjoy being bitten by small children, markng.

posted by Mademoiselle on November 3, 2006 at 5:31 AM | link to this | reply

They'd probably just end up using it as a latrine, Corbin.

posted by Mademoiselle on November 3, 2006 at 5:30 AM | link to this | reply

Hmm... I was begining to think you might have enjoyed that...then maybe not. :P

 

posted by markng on November 2, 2006 at 5:21 PM | link to this | reply

At each entrance.....

perfect.  

But how are we to control the fleas?  A dipping fountain perhaps?

posted by Corbin_Dallas on October 31, 2006 at 3:24 PM | link to this | reply

The park could really use one of those little hand-sanitizer machines, too, Corbin.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 31, 2006 at 7:25 AM | link to this | reply

I doubt I'd make a very good dominatrix, fourcats ...

because I suspect I'd have trouble controlling my submissives.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 31, 2006 at 7:24 AM | link to this | reply

No, food4thought. But they probably should consider it.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 31, 2006 at 7:21 AM | link to this | reply

No, Tanga, I've had my fill of those sorts of desserts in the past.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 31, 2006 at 7:20 AM | link to this | reply

Thanks for dropping by, star4you.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 31, 2006 at 7:20 AM | link to this | reply

You are tooo funny.....
Feeding the homeless......did they have the little vending machines where you put in a couple of quarters and it dispenses a few little "cakes"?   A touch of dark humor.....

posted by Corbin_Dallas on October 31, 2006 at 5:49 AM | link to this | reply

when riding the skytrain - vancouver's light rapid transit - the other day,

the passengers were treated to the vision of a voluptuous girl dressed in a form-fitting dress, kneelength with knee-high black heeled boots, a silver scarf around her neck.  a collar lay around the neck of her boyfriend, a seemingly amiable lad, to the collar was attached a leash which the girl grasped firmly.

the boyfriend wore a black t-shirt with the word

 

SLAVE

written across the front.  he also wore a spray of freckles, highlighted by a natural, deep blush.

 

posted by fourcats on October 31, 2006 at 12:45 AM | link to this | reply

Tanga...

I may have had the munchies, but I would never bite anyone, unless they tasted like pizza, that is.

Mademoiselle - good grief, a leash, but now you know why.  Did the parents also have a whip and a chair?

posted by food4thought on October 30, 2006 at 10:52 PM | link to this | reply

Did you by chance partake in some of Food4thoughts brownies

posted by Tanga on October 30, 2006 at 10:17 PM | link to this | reply

posted by star4sky5 on October 30, 2006 at 9:19 PM | link to this | reply

That kid should have been muzzled, Whacky.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 30, 2006 at 9:11 PM | link to this | reply

You're welcome, naorem.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 30, 2006 at 9:10 PM | link to this | reply

Now you know why they had him on a leash.

But the leash was too long..huh?

posted by Whacky on October 30, 2006 at 8:04 PM | link to this | reply

another nice poem in my post
hank you relieving me from those painful blogs

posted by naorem on October 30, 2006 at 2:28 PM | link to this | reply

Oh, okay, A + B.
I wonder if I ever needed one of those ... perhaps I should ask my mother.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 30, 2006 at 2:20 PM | link to this | reply

You can imagine how it is being forced to march on when the little one wants to sit down. Lol.

posted by A-and-B on October 30, 2006 at 2:19 PM | link to this | reply

That too. The walker aid is the shoulder-waist harness type that the parent pulls up by the lead to help the toddler up when s/he falls.

posted by A-and-B on October 30, 2006 at 2:18 PM | link to this | reply

Walking aid?

I thought it was just, like, so he couldn't escape, or whatever.

I really need to start learning to mind my own business.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 30, 2006 at 2:15 PM | link to this | reply

I've seen a parent with 2 walkers on walking aids. (Leashes) And getting them entangled. Lol.

 

 


posted by A-and-B on October 30, 2006 at 1:16 PM | link to this | reply

Perhaps so, SuccessWarrior ...
Or a wider berth.

posted by Mademoiselle on October 30, 2006 at 11:30 AM | link to this | reply

Maybe they needed a shorter leash

posted by SuccessWarrior on October 30, 2006 at 11:27 AM | link to this | reply

That's sound advice, SoloWriter.
Do you mean his actual father? Or the heavenly father?

posted by Mademoiselle on October 30, 2006 at 11:20 AM | link to this | reply

Fortunately, one of the last things I told my son was not to mess with animals at all.  His father knows not what he does!

posted by Jenasis on October 30, 2006 at 11:12 AM | link to this | reply