Things....only late

So, Ushi and I did nothing productive on Friday last, and this is the proof.

• Hither and whither and thither. Plus zither, but that's optional.
• Obligatory maniacal laughter
• Uhmmm.....we're not doing anything.......
• He's like, ruggedier-suave...
• It's like the Transcendent Pig, only it's the Translucent Pig.
• ...I can spell "pig"...
• Your face is furry.
• Yon grog hath filled mine bladder.
• It's chaff-less!
• And hair like a sheep! No, wait, "golden fleece"
• Pie-rats!
• It's shiny! In an auditory way.
• It's like "salaam"...with an "ee"
• And I, the person whose beard does not match his hair, shall ask for you hand in marriage.

And:
If I could be a character in Star Wars I would use the Force to make my hair to the Princess Leia thing.
If I could be married to the man of my dreams I would make him be romantic, and end up with lots of children.
If I could be run over by a bus I would milk it for all it was worth until I died of boredom in the hospital.
If I could be a four-year-old I would throw temper tantrums in public places and wear costumes to preschool.
If I could be a millionaire I would own Jelly Belly and eat jelly beans until I was sick. And I would have a large pond full of flamingoes in my backyard.