From: nospamum@radix.net (Mumthra)

Subject: A Ton of Foo!

Date: 03 Apr 1999 00:00:00 GMT

Reply-To: nospamum@radix.net

Newsgroups: alt.foot.fat-free

 

 

I'm sitting on my new ton of foo. It was only about an hour late, and

it still has that new foo smell, in fact, I think I'm a little goofy

on it. The smell, that is.

 

Anyway, the foo men were very cheerful after I told them not to worry

about scratching up my walls. "It's a rental," I said.

 

I suppose I should have tipped them, but I had no idea ahead of time

if anyone should tip foo men and WHAT exactly is the correct foo tip

that will not offend them. I think NOTHING was probably offensive

enough.

 

I should have asked the girls about the tip. They know everything.

They knew the foo men's names, and they figured out without my help

that the foo is also a bed. Spunky become a little concerned that the

old couch was going to go, but I told her that the old couch is still

the dog's favorite, so it has to stay.

 

Bo now refers to herself as Bubbles. I think it may stick. She is

talking a bit more, but mostly she says "cheese," "bubbles," "I'm

stuck" and "I'm aoeey". Id rhw oxxAAION Xlla doe aomwrhinf wlaw,

ahw'll dins Qy ro mKW dXW INARWs. (HAHAHAHAAH! I fucking LOVE typing

in the dark!!!) She says, "I'm sorry" and if the occasion comes up

that requires something else, she'll find a way to make a face

instead.

 

"Do you want to go for a walk?"

 

"Cheese!"

 

"I think we MIGHT find cheese on a walk. Let's go."

 

Like that.

 

We have new neighbors, and one of them is either going to birth a baby

or explode in the next few days. I'm not sure what to tell her to hope

for--maybe she won't ask me.

 

I'd like to be able to sit in my back yard without seeing naked

people, in any case, but it seems that I just can't avoid naked

people.

 

I think I almost wandered into a morgue yesterday, on top of

everything else. It really wasn't on my mind to visit a morgue, but of

course, now it is. I don't see why anyone can't just say, "Hi! Do you

mind if I look around in your morgue? I have morbid curiosity and this

seemed like the perfect place to bring it."

 

More wine! More whine! More foo smell!