Or post free.
I have been babysitting this evening. I fell asleep. Now, I'm too tired to think and I'm off to bed. Sorry, darlings, no post tonight.
I know, standards are slipping.
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Oh, what's the problem? This is hardly Great Literature. I'd appreciate anything taken from here being acknowledged, and I might change my mind if I'm suddenly proclaimed as the Literary Queen of the Blogosphere - but I probably wouldn't. Do what you like, just as long as it doesn't extend to defamation of anyone, even me.
Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?
10 comments:
Civilizations have fallen on less.
Not at all. I expect you've noticed the correlation between the length of your posts and the FTSE index.
oh i loved ur post!! cant say why.. i just did.
You have a way with words even when there aren't many of them.
I hyperlinked the cup. I am sorry, I did not find it in the newspaper.
Have they, Dave? Which ones?
I'm not sure whether I have caused shares to plummet or soar, Chris.
You are all very kind. I was so tired that I cleaned my teeth, passed a babywipe vaguely over me and fell into bed. I didn't even wash.
No, it was bounced by Winston Churchill's false teeth. It will probably be in early next week. However, the mug has been in the Daily Mail, apparently. I haven't had time to look yet.
Still a bit busy, but I'll be back later.
The Sumerian civilization fell, apparently, when a teenager couldn't be bothered to get out of bed; his post of watchman went unfilled and the Elamites enetered and sacked Ur.
*sigh*
See what happens when I'm not around? The world goes to Hell in a Handbasket.
No, only false teeth.
O tempora, o mores!
Well, it's gratifying to know that you consider my daily weblog more important than the post of Sumerian watchman. We were indeed invaded last night, by a bat.
Indeed, Roses and Mago.
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