OOOOOOOOOOOOO. There are moments when an on-line, adopted brother is just too damn far away. This would be one of those moments. Imagine if you will, that you get a package in the mail. You open it and ...... these little babies roll out onto the counter. Exactly Miss Ellie's color! LOL!
So if somebody out there gets a hold of barman before I do, tie him up and don't let him go. Big sis has a can of "Whoop Ass", with his name engraved on it.
And who, pray tell, told him what color Ellie's eyes were? Hmmmmm?
I'm so gonna get you, bro. Oh and by the way, Bob thought it was hysterical. You have no idea how close I came to peeing my pants.

In other news today:
As I sat clacking this post out I spotted the first Jehovah's witness for this year approaching my house. There I stood, hiding behind the foyer wall, waiting him out. And down comes Bob to answer the damned knock. "PSSSSSSSST! PSSSSSSSSSST!" I waved, urgently hissing, "BOB NOOOOOO. DON'T OPEN IT!"
Not only did he look back at me quizzically but so did the dumb dog who could easily be seen through the lead glass door.
To all Jehovah's witness's out there who may be offended by this post. Sorry but nobody really likes you guys. Far as I'm concerned you're like cockroaches. Impossible to get rid of without a fight. And if there was a spray for you little suckers, I'd have an economy sized can of it. NOW GET!

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