Welcome, My Sillies! Together we'll uncover morsels of sweetness in the light and dark. You'll crave chocolate. I'm a naughty influence. {Note: I avoid Hershey's but partake in regular fixes of fair trade and organic varieties.} Please enjoy a ravenous sampling, and may you fast become addicted. Cheers to all things sweet. That, Dear Sillies, includes you.
Recently, I was shocked to see my neighbor's flag on the ground. I sent my son over to pick it up. Its pole was broken! Heavens to Betsy! It's a good thing my son could make repairs to keep the neighbor lady happy.
Your key words here are going to bring some real nuts to your blog. ahahaha (thinking of Pat's key word search posts). :) I'm here to say hello!! It's been too long. I'm so swamped stinking busy, but no complaint. At least life is moving forward!! <3
There's a reason Betsy made the stars into a circle on the first flag.
ReplyDeleteAnd she found a nice long, solid pole for that flag. Thick in girth too.
DeleteI hope I'm my wife's star!
ReplyDeleteWhenever it's not limp, Alex.
DeleteI think one may get arrested if they parade it.
ReplyDeleteEven in Canada, Pat? How unpatriotic.
DeleteHa! I'm enjoying this after hanging my flag from our balcony.
ReplyDeleteYou did your duty. May it wave proudly and without going limp.
DeleteWell, we are flying our flag but right now with what my hubs has gone thru- I cant comment on the stiffness. sniff sniff.
ReplyDeleteSorry hon. It will straighten itself out.
DeleteLove to you.
clever as always. My chuckle for the week
ReplyDeleteI'm glad for that, Joanne.
DeleteWho parades it for all the world to see? I can't believe you approve of flashing, Robyn!
ReplyDeleteWell, GB, gotta see what I'm missing (It's not really a pretty sight, but it is entertaining.)
DeleteRecently, I was shocked to see my neighbor's flag on the ground. I sent my son over to pick it up. Its pole was broken! Heavens to Betsy! It's a good thing my son could make repairs to keep the neighbor lady happy.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Heavens to Betsy indeed. Your son is a saint.
DeleteLove.
When I was a Boy Scout, I always wished I could be flag-bearer in parades, but that honor went to the kid with the deepest navel.
ReplyDeleteBwahaha! Great one, Geo. I salute you.
DeleteIll be sure to unfurl the curl, unleash the beast, let loose Ma Bruce, unchain Mr Pain, back in a jiffy with Mr Stiffy...
ReplyDeleteIt goes on...
..and on and on....
Let's just say .... Ron Jeremy is in hiding.
:P
Your silliest poem yet!
DeleteThank you, Anthony.
xo =)
Another holiday tribute done Robyn style. :) Thanks for the smile today. Hahaha!
ReplyDeleteHey Robyn,
ReplyDeleteI was going to leave a long, rambling comment but I'm starting to flag....
Gary
Your key words here are going to bring some real nuts to your blog. ahahaha (thinking of Pat's key word search posts). :) I'm here to say hello!! It's been too long. I'm so swamped stinking busy, but no complaint. At least life is moving forward!! <3
ReplyDeleteI don't even own a flag, but next year I'm hoping to fix that with corrective surgery.
ReplyDeleteBetsy Ross as porn star?
ReplyDeleteWho would've thunk it...
Lol. Thanks Pat.
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