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When pigs fly. The person below me has heard the old wives' tale "if your nose itches, it means you will soon kiss a fool". (I'm wondering if I should just find a fool and get it over with.)

Flip flops. My feet swell in the summer. First date or job interview?

Ouch. Where's a rim shot when you need one? Actually, we were talking about what to get Mr. I. We can't get him a Kopecky. He already had one.

I can't fathom less than 10% humidity, so I will go with that one, but I reserve the right to change my mind. My hamster also wants to know if I can run the AC if it gets that hot. Walla Walla or Bora Bora?

No. The person below me is wearing lipstick.

...and Koko was 28 (after Jakob's birthday 2/8) until Rafalski made Koko change to Koko's birth year. Worked out well for him, I'd say. At least there was some significance. As to the consecutive numbers thing, I saw a pic of Flip and E together and immediately noticed the consecutive numbers. I think it stands out with the higher numbers moreso than the traditional under-30 numbers. No one saw Lebda, Stewie, Cheli, Mac, and Huds standing together and went "whoa, dude." Mostly because no one could see Huds behind the others.

Actually, those are the two sodas I can't stand, so neither. Strawberries or raspberries?

Generally speaking, no. I'm far more apt to use the person above me's attitude towards the person above them's take on the person above them's response to the person above them and internallize the aura of the person below the person below me's potential angst. The person below me is in the fetal position.

Santa!!! Alpha or Omega?

No, not really. The person below me likes endive.

Maybe they could let Stevie cut his teeth (so to speak) by being the Lions' GM for a couple of seasons. Can't hurt; might help.

Not now, nor have I ever been, married. Not from lack of trying; just from lack of meeting someone that I felt was my true soul-mate that I could share my deepest feelings with, and with whom I held common interests and values, who didn't either dump me for a 17-year-old blond or make me want to slap the ever-loving snot out of him. The person below me has had an enema.

Tough one. I'll go with milkshakes today. Tomorrow I may feel differently. "Duck, Duck, Grey Duck" or "Duck, Duck, Goose"?

You ask this on Pasha's birthday? For shame. Um, Henval Zettersyuk. (Ok, it's Hank, but it's Pavel's birthday and I don't really want to say that. They're really, really close. It's a hard choice, what with them being twins and all.) Elves or fairies?

Thanks for everything Mr. I. Enjoy your day and many more.

Happy Birthday, Pavel!

Hoodie, although Bunny Hug is cute. I hope Bunny Hug plays here when he's done in Russia. -Nope, not quite the same ring to it. Anyway, I'm chilly. I need to put on a sweatshirt. Correct your typos or jsut leve thme?

Ja, you betcha. The person below me wishes they could fly until they realize how big their arms would have to be.

Yep- oh, wait...inadvertently? j/k Yeah, I did once. Quite the surprise, I must say. My poor mother was trying to get information on a new car and mistyped. She freaked. The person below me has eaten grass.

Digital. Usually I'm old-school, but I love my snooze. Money or jewelry?

White, please. White bread or dark?

Nope, I'm typing on my computer. The person below me wishes they had prettier elbows.

Kind of like Hossa. No matter what lead up to the moment of truth and how enjoyable it was, you only remember whether or not it was enough to actually count for anything.

Whoa. I do not ever remember wearing a garter belt. I had a girdle once with attachments for stockings, but never a garter belt. The person below me is waiting for someone.

Oh, won't you stay? Just a little bit longer... Roses on your piano or tulips on your organ?