I have a theory (really, I could begin a post every day for a year like this and never run out) that I'm secretly a goldfish. Looking at that statement, I'm tempted to leave it at that, and let people wonder, but I suppose that I'd get a seasonal gift of a white jacket with very long arms, so perhaps elaboration is required
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Just noting that I am available for foisting. ;-)
-J
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it could be bunnies?
I suppose that I'd get a seasonal gift of a white jacket with very long arms, so perhaps elaboration is required
or, if we took you seriously, a little plastic castle?
Goldfish, apocryphally, grow to fill whatever space is at hand.
sounds remarkably like Parkinson's Law
To the sad detriment of my waistline, might I add.
Goldfish, apocryphally, grow to fill whatever space is at hand.
Ah, the joy of making tons of food of dubious nutritional quality and foisting it off on other people!
if you're short of people for off-foisting, well, ....
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Would that help?
ooooooh, chocolate.
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