8.2.11 | Conversations With Mai Pumpkin (extracts from the past 6 months)

Numero une

"Oh go on"

"Ah HAHA ha!"

"Am waitin'....

"Give me some voice...


"Don't cackle"
*barely suppressed restraint*


"hah hah hah hah...

"go on, you're goin' liiive..."


"We're all listening' to you now... yeeeeeeeers"
*coaxing voice*

"Mmm-wanna know what yer saying!

*Short pause*

"Death To Mary Poppins!!!"

Numero Deux

"Salad is like ninja"

"What? That's the most ridiculous thing i've ever heard! Are you actually telling me that salad sits hiding on a hillside in the tall grass looking at it's prey through binoculars, stealthily biding its time for assassination?"

"It's subtle, isn't it? Who would believe...?"


  3:38 am :. Blogger stella hollered thusly:

Haha, all along I thought salad was waiting for some kind of creamy dressing to come along! :)

Hey, miss you my writing bud... :)

  3:45 am :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

well if you wanna see my randomness when i'm not writing a blog, just add me on Facebook. It's Opal Luna Saturnyne
and on twitter it's @TheSaturnyne ofc!

Sometimes, i'm sad, though. My recent posts will tell you why. But if you don't mind sadness with the silliness, then that's where i am

Missed your words and voice, too, lovely Stella.


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| A Priest With Bagpipes?! Outrageous!!!

And then there was a wedding. I only caught one reasonably good picture on my phone camera and here it is! May Carl and Ruth have a wonderful life together.

It was worth it to see Carl dancing what I can only loosely describe as an embarrassed chicken scrabbling in a farmyard. In a suit. Still, you've got to admire his "pluck" eh, readers?

(Readers are allowed to groan inwardly at this point)

Oh yeah and the priest guy played them out of the church on his bagpipes. A wonderful caterwaul of surprise and horror.

This post was originally created at 07/08/10


  12:55 pm :. Blogger carlberry hollered thusly:

A chicken ?

Chickens, sir, are quick and prone to rapid movements, clearly I was slow moving and ponderous. Cow like perhaps or a knackered shire horse days away from the glue factory but never a chicken.

  11:25 pm :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

You didn't even have the excuse of being drunk... Hehe

Shameful it was. But on the other hand very noble too. And we, as your friends should totally have joined in and formed a protective ring around you so no-one else could witness the apocalyptic moves...

  6:02 am :. Blogger LiVEwiRe hollered thusly:

Apparently chickens offend him... lol. Or perhaps he thinks the little buggers are groovy and does not want to give them a bad name by comparing them with his dancing. Hmmm.

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