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Has anyone read The Rivers of London? I have just got it - a few days ago - and it is very cute so far. Peter is Harry and Leslsey is Hermione. Sort of.
 
the journey of a mooseface

flying to cloud from cloud

ever dancing on a thimble

'Onward!' She cries as she carries the peace water in her hands

be fair young mooseface

for you are the truth
 
Mooseface said:
Has anyone read The Rivers of London? I have just got it - a few days ago - and it is very cute so far. Peter is Harry and Leslsey is Hermione. Sort of.
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i have not read it, which renders me a fool.
now i must try and not be so uncool.
let the unicorns dance on the spoon
save my breath and swim to the moon.
 
Hi Misfits (hope I can call us all that)

Hope you all are having fun and bring that to this weekend!

Whats happpening with the Thread Party?
 
hooleydooley said:
Hi Misfits (hope I can call us all that)

Hope you all are having fun and bring that to this weekend!

Whats happpening with the Thread Party?
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i like the word misfits. though i tend to think of us all as drifters. as in drifting in and out of threads. happy to chat to any and all.
 
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drifting misfits :)

Busy night at work tonight, many Catholics around! It is going to be super busy, next Friday night - seeing that alot of people think that the only thing, you are allowed to eat on Good Friday, is Seafood! Tick Tock
 
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drifting misfits :)

Busy night at work tonight, many Catholics around! It is going to be super busy, next Friday night - seeing that alot of people think that the only thing, you are allowed to eat on Good Friday, is Seafood! Tick Tock
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Easter has come around quickly. Seems like only yesterday it was Christmas. Funny how time can seem really fast sometimes, but then really slow at others.
 
reepbot said:
Easter has come around quickly. Seems like only yesterday it was Christmas. Funny how time can seem really fast sometimes, but then really slow at others.
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It is just because Easter is very early this year. The Moon had done that!

Life is very fast, faster than it was yesterday and it will keep doing that until we spin off it
 
hooleydooley said:
It is just because Easter is very early this year. The Moon had done that!

Life is very fast, faster than it was yesterday and it will keep doing that until we spin off it
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Oh ok. Well I hope your good self and everyone on here has a wonderful Easter!

Very true about the life thing.
 
hooleydooley said:
oh I must go back and read it, I just came here looking for the party at first!
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i think it suits my sense of humor. i think also that i am making a statement about what type of speeches i want to do.

i thought about doing an inspirational speech but i would just end up looking like a fraud.
 
reepbot said:
Thank you Madam/Mister Toastmaster

Ladies and gentlemen, I have a secret that I would like to share with you. Something that I have been meaning to share for a long time. I can turn into a chair. I am going to share with you tonight what type of chair I am, and how I managed to turn myself into a chair through sheer sweat-inducing determination.

When I say chair I’m not talking about your ordinary run of the mill chair. Full of plastic and a thousand visits to the chiropractor. Bound to break your body as well as your spirit. Designed to destroy your dreams and shatter your soul. A chair that would be so disgustingly ordinary, so vexingly vomit-inducing, so reprehensibly reductive in both quality and use that you would weep tears of shame if you ever saw it with your own two eyes. Stamping your feet and crying out: ‘AWAY WITH YOU, CHAIR! BEGONE!’ No, when I turn into a chair I become a solid wooden chair with a fancy red leather seat and back. Solid, dependable, and comfortable. I become a chair that even the most ardent sceptical critic could appreciate. A chair that you could photograph and share on Facebook to the three people who bother to look at your “funny” cat pictures. A chair in which you could sit on and feel like you were floating through space. However, I am getting ahead of myself here. Before I tell you more about my special ability, let me first talk about how I discovered my chair turning abilities.

It all started a few years ago. I was browsing in the library. Trying to find something to feed my mind. A book, any book to feast upon my starving self. Glancing into worlds and dodging footsteps I came across this strange new book in the non-fiction section. The musty smell of the well-worn pages danced upon my nostrils as I picked it up with my hungry hands. It was titled: How to turn into a chair. With furrowed brows and hardened eyes I proceeded to have a look through the book. What I found was astonishing. I had never realised before that moment how much I wanted to be a chair. Over the next few days I read How to turn into a chair so many times I was seeing the words in my sleep. Printed on my eyeballs. Slowly but surely I started to understand what I had to do to become a chair. The hours of practice that I had to put in to even START turning into a chair. I knew I could do it. All I had to do, from what I read and understood from the book, was to think myself as a chair, as well as completing five straight minutes of humming and knee slapping. I’ll give you a quick example of what I mean: (Do demonstration of humming and knee slapping for a few seconds). Clearly this was going to take a lot of time to prefect.

I continued to practice turning into a chair during the next few months. Any opportunity for me to begin my humming and knee slapping I took. At home in the privacy of my bedroom; out at my local park where the magpies and crows flew across the sun drenched sky; and in the middle of shopping centre carparks. At first I was getting nowhere. Not even a splinter. Hope was draining from me. I wondered to myself, during the moon-less nights and empty days, if I was wasting my time. If I should just pack it in and start playing the piano. Pounding the keyboards to cobwebbed aisles and random coughs. A ghost drifting in the wind. I knew that I could not do that. I could not torture my heart. For I knew that it was my destiny for me to become a chair. With renewed strength I continued my practice. Many more months came and went like flimsy New Year’s resolutions. Slowly I was starting to see some improvements. One balmy Sunday afternoon I managed to turn my legs into a couple of wooden legs for a split second. However it was on a cloudy Tuesday morning that it finally happened. I was humming and knee slapping away. Trying very hard to think of chairs. Then without warning I found myself becoming a chair! A proper wooden chair! It was only for ten seconds, however it was long enough for me. Finally I had achieved my goal. Nothing was going to stop me.

That is how, through a musty book and unlimited practice, I managed to become a chair. I hope this inspires you to one day turn into a chair….or a turnip if you wish.

Thank you Madam/Mister Toastmaster
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Sorry, I think you can do much better

This tune sprang to my mind .........

 
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