HL>>>> But I heard you were feeling fruity...
 MM>>> Madam, these fishnets still have herrings in 'em..
 HL>>> And the ladder in them is for "scale"-ing?
 MM>> Very finny ... but I use a cherry-picker for reaching up
 MM>> 'em, or just the elevator when trawling around.
 HL>> Ah... these fish puns are a bad halibut of mine.
 MM> But the good oil is that they rank high on the scale of
 MM> sommat or t'other !

Ah... codswallop!

 HL>> Ah... Frontal lobotomy!!! That means you must be at Sysop
 HL>> status. ;-)))
 MM> I fear my forehead is just a holy colander of its former self
 MM> - when I stick fingers in a power-socket I look like one of
 MM> those ornamental candle thingies that cannibals illuminate
 MM> their dining tables with...

I hate to guess where they put the plug.

 MM> `Straight', blast - the other hand's still cuffed,

Ah... Phil must be getting you ready to meet Linda.
She likes her men in cuffs... 'specially the fluffy red cuffs.

 MM> Sorry about all that,  but if I don't get my roots settled just
 MM> right I find I'm up all night fighting off Mrs Malaprop and
 MM> her very quirky outcomes...

Then you'll be used to Linda and Darkhalf.

 - From the insane desk of Supernerd
 - Therapy might help but hissing & spitting obscenities is much cheaper!

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