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Nice post. Thanks for sharing.

posted by richinstore on January 13, 2007 at 1:23 AM | link to this | reply

SpitFire
Yessss ... just be careful!!! LOL

posted by ariel70 on January 13, 2007 at 12:36 AM | link to this | reply

Ariel,
OMG!! I swear, from this day forward, I shall no longer read without commenting! Yeeks! I can certainly not be known as a poltergeist or anything of the sorts!

posted by SpitFire70 on January 13, 2007 at 12:24 AM | link to this | reply

Ariel
I'm a bit out of breath from the LOL, so all you're gonna get is another LOL...

posted by Nautikos on January 12, 2007 at 4:27 PM | link to this | reply

Helen

 

Fan would say " Shoor what the divil is that fella up to, begorah and begob? If yer doan gerroura dat, I'll hit yez a kick wid me fist, yer spalpeen, yer! Shoor, isn't himelf the bluddy gosoon?"

 

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 12:57 PM | link to this | reply

A and B

Don't know what all the fuss is about. Bit of Polonium never did anyone any harm.

Use it a lot in stews, you know. Gives 'em a lovely green glow.

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 12:54 PM | link to this | reply

I like your joke on using Polonium. Lol.

posted by A-and-B on January 12, 2007 at 12:48 PM | link to this | reply

Er...blub?
No, no. Just kidding. All sorts of comments materialized before me like the gossamer fae of Irish lore while reading Vous Blogue! Unfortunately, they're also just as elusive! They wouldn't stayed glued to my screen. Well maybe just one: I quite admire your writing! Fran would be proud, to be sure!

posted by Helen_Bach on January 12, 2007 at 12:17 PM | link to this | reply

Bhashkar

Thank you. I enjoy a little romp in the Elysian fields of humour.

And there's more where that came from! Much more!

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 11:05 AM | link to this | reply

LeRoy

 

By Gad, Sir! Are there no limits to the fiendish cunning of these alien beings?

Why, before one can say Darth Vader ( who, as you no doubt know, was gay ) they will be setting up chasubles in our streets, and what's more, selling our daughters into chastity!

It has to end, I say! And end now, before it becomes The End Of The world As We Know It! I fear that the end is much nigher than was supposed!

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 11:04 AM | link to this | reply

Ariel
I thought you were serious about the gremlins infesting the blogs until i read the last paragraph.  By the way, it's perfectly natural for the aliens to prefer experimenting with yanks.  Of course the anal probes are passe, what they like to do these days is separate the credit & debit cards from the subjects and dump them naked on the outskirts of Las Vegas.  It's getting to be a severe problem.

posted by LeRoyCoyote on January 12, 2007 at 10:57 AM | link to this | reply

Ariel, Enjoyed the fun. Again, written in beautiful style!

posted by Bhaskar.ing on January 12, 2007 at 10:52 AM | link to this | reply

Ah, so!
There's something to combat those p0hantasms after all...

posted by strat on January 12, 2007 at 10:51 AM | link to this | reply

Troosha

Uh, huh!

One of the cheapskate, eh?

Me, I've just left those ranks, and have three whole blogs, that I don't have a clue wot to do with! I'll sell you one, if you like!

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 10:47 AM | link to this | reply

Talion

My tears of gratitude for your profound, moving load of old codswallop flows like ... well, like the effluent from our local sewerage works. ( And oh boy! you just don't want to think about Spanish sewerage works!!)

Lady Ariela mops my fevered brow with our ginger tomcat, and even as I lie swooning on my early Victorian chaise longue ( the one with the fleur de lys fabric cover ) mesengers hasten forth into the Spanish night, bearing the glad tidings to every ciudad, pueblo, aldea, cortijo, finca and cas in the land. Well, only up as far as Granada maybe.

Like Swinburne at his most vapis, I swoon with ecstasy, and I ... but nay, I cannot continue, my senses will not bear such an excess of ecstasy.

Or it could be Lady Ariela's Boiled Baby suet pudding, one is in too much a trance to identify the true source of the emotions that ravage my very being.

T ta for now. CU later, amigoLOLLOL LOL

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 10:45 AM | link to this | reply

I wasn't here either.....
Well written and very funny!  I have the "cheap" subscription so can't find our how many aliens snuck in and out of Mon Blogue.  Hence, I can never be annoyed with the phantom clickers. 

posted by Troosha on January 12, 2007 at 10:44 AM | link to this | reply

Anyone asks, you didn't see me.....

posted by CringeintheUSA on January 12, 2007 at 10:34 AM | link to this | reply

LOL Talion, that was funny--
you're a shoe-in for the golden statue!!

posted by Julia. on January 12, 2007 at 10:33 AM | link to this | reply

ariel70
Ah, the dreaded phantom clicker, the stealth blogger, the worthless ingrate who doesn't bother to at least acknowledge his/her presence after we've poured heart and soul into our latest post, whatever you call them, we all have our run-ins with this strange breed. Alas, often I too can be counted among them. The reasons for this are many, but really, there's no excuse for it. I've vowed in the past to erase this ugly stain from my blogging honor, to comment on each and every post I read, but my words were hollow. Lies, they were, all lies. I've adopted a new approach to this frightful dilemma. I will only comment when I have something truly meaningful and astoundingly brilliant to add. A comment from me shall be a prize to be won, deserving of only the best and brightest this blogging site has to offer. Think Oscar for an actor or the Nobel for the activist. Tears of gratitude and joy shall burst from the reciever. They'll print my comment, frame it, and display it proudly in their homes, tell all the fabulous story about how they earned it. A comment from me shall be a cause for celebration, a momentous occasion, a life-changing event. And when I wake from this wonderful dream, I'll return to my same old ways, good-intended hitting and missing.             

posted by Talion on January 12, 2007 at 10:31 AM | link to this | reply

LMAO--
ah, the invisible click--if one dared to read this and spirit themselves quietly away, well, I'd hate to see what happened next! ;-)

posted by Julia. on January 12, 2007 at 10:11 AM | link to this | reply

LOL Ariel
this is pretty funny!

posted by bel_1965 on January 12, 2007 at 10:02 AM | link to this | reply

Shams

What? Only smilin'? You're s'posed ter be roflin' like mad!

Thanks for dropping in!

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 10:00 AM | link to this | reply

Pat_B

 Er ... well, it is tongue in cheek!

Thanks for bearing with it! LOL Takes fortitude ; not to mention fiftytude.

posted by ariel70 on January 12, 2007 at 9:59 AM | link to this | reply

So, some folks are clicking and not commenting?
What's up with that?

posted by Pat_B on January 12, 2007 at 9:56 AM | link to this | reply

smiling, I am

posted by Shams-i-Heartsong on January 12, 2007 at 9:53 AM | link to this | reply