Hey, Blogger...yeah you, can you spare a dime or at least drop a comment in the plate. It gets pretty lonely here on the park bench, y'know. Sit down, I'll get a fire blazing in the barrel and we can visit, just like old times. Hey, don't leave before 30 secon....whoa there...yes I can run, those crutches are only for the sympathy votes...come on, sit down, I'm not going to hurt you, just wear out your ear for a minute before you move on...
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Well, OK, but I'm not giving you any of my whisky....
Hi Porcupine Pete. Thanks for sitting down for a spell and leaving a comment. You are all right!
ps. That's okay about the whiskey, I don't touch the stuff!
pss. I lost another battle of the blog:(
Hey! I'm here! Comments are hard to come by sometimes, aren't they?!?!
Thanks dear Jennifer, you always find time to sit with me for awhile :)
cute. :-)
How's this. I wear out my ear and lend you a scarf, and you pop over and make sure i don't burn my cream soup?
You mean I'm invited for supper? I'm on my way...
Not to worry, Dani_elle, I always carry an umbrella. It is somewhere in here...rumble,rumble...under the cans, I think.
Carol - I stopped in to say hello!
Much appreciated, Barbara. I'll come warm up by your fire now.
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