See I thought I'd just wait until someone else said something so I could figure it out.

Then I was gonna swagger by all cool like and go "yeah course I knew, I saw it, I planned it" but then I started dwelling on your "baited breath" comment and got bad visuals then I stupidly started randomly holding my breath.

I don't know what I did Forrest. I don't.

Oh crap, dog breeders... "of course my mum bought some ribbons for that dress I had". Sorry Exam me and hubby were tapped out and all I had left was a small female child who is a bit fashion obsessed right now.

PP

<< Bronwyn did you get out the wrong side of the bed, trip over your dog, and break your funny bone? >>

Ah silly me! The soapbox jibe to Protagoras was a joke. Well, blow me down. Perhaps you're right, I must be losing my sense of humour. Perhaps you'd better explain to me what was funny about it.

And if you can't well I'm sure Forrest will be able to. He can obviously see the funny side in all of this.

Well my mojo has well and truly deserted me here.

Protagoras, I don’t even know if you laughed, were annoyed or if I upset you in some way. Bit of a heads-up could assist.

Bronwyn, you can get off me as well.

"Protagoras, I don’t even know if you laughed, were annoyed or if I upset you in some way. Bit of a heads-up could assist."

Your knife, my back, your meltdown Blondie and I ain't no shrink!

Thanks Bronwyn

Prota:"Your knife, my back, your meltdown Blondie and I ain't no shrink!"

I'M BLOODY BRUNETTE!

..with red highlights.[grin]

TPP,

Re the funny side of your 'Bronwyn did you get out the wrong side of the bed, trip over your dog, and break your funny bone?' post earlier in the thread.

I knew it was too good to be true. I must have stayed too long in the corner that Foxy sent me to when she said, on the 'Your tribal past ...' thread, "Dear Forrest, Now, you're just stirring! Stop baiting Bronny.", because of what I had said in this post: http://forum.onlineopinion.com.au/thread.asp?discussion=3053#71800

It was all over Bronwyn's earlier insistence, with some degree of hauteur, upon no one being required to see a particular word beginning with 'n' in print. Although I didn't defend my use of the word (much), I did feel that Bronwyn failed to recognise the possible implications of her linguistic puritanical zeal in this cause. Just imagine - no more woodpiles allowed, because of what might be found in them! The Ennigger family having to change its surname just to accomodate Bronwyn's desires. No room left for niggling or deniggeration on OLO, and so forth.

Then I saw the last word in your post. [snigger] There it (almost) was in print! I thought you just might have been having a snide swipe at Bronwyn, hence my deliberate misuse of the homophone 'baited' for 'bated' in the phrase 'I wait with baited breath'. (I explain this so that Bronwyn will not have any excuse to miscast a spell in my direction. I suspect she teaches English.)

My apologies for judging you by my own standards TTP. I will now return to the corner.

Still ROFLing.