On pondering the past year

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I decided instead to give things a good clean. Better, much better than falling into the memory pit and counting and recounting bruises.

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karen said…
Does this include the big big wardrobe containing your past life?
30/12/2007, 19:23
DS said…
Um, no but I polished things made of wood, swept and tidied the front verandah, watered plants, took house plants outside for a little holiday and cleaned the car shampoo off the extension leads, a pair of stirrups and a small muppet baby from a Happy Meal purchased in 1988.
30/12/2007, 21:11
karen said…
Damn, I still have those muppet babies somewhere. Which one got the cleaning? When I first got mine I had a habit of chewing and drawing on everything with pink biro. As a result Miss Piggy looks like a bad Anna Nicole with wrinkly nubs for limbs.
30/12/2007, 21:42
Anonymous said…
I'll be falling into the memory pit ;) Rups
30/12/2007, 23:26
DS said…
Karen,

Fozzie Bear. Its baby Fozzie Bear, he was my favourite muppet. I am sad to hear about your Miss Piggy.

Rups,

Go well, the pit can be a wonderful place if you are ready for it.
xd
30/12/2007, 23:48
Anonymous said…
Is Rups confusing it with the Mammary Pit?
One falls into it and instantly enters an infant-like state of bliss because they are surrounded by lactating breasts.
31/12/2007, 00:01
DS said…
Would that require a rain coat and hat?
31/12/2007, 01:05
karen said…
Fozzie was the one I lost down the juniper bush next to our letterbox, while Miss Piggy returned to the dollshouse in her mini convertible. If sorrow is to be felt for any muppet baby it should be Fozzie.
31/12/2007, 01:41
Anonymous said…
Instant state of bliss! I get squirted in the kitchen whilst I'm trying to do the washing up.

Rups :)
31/12/2007, 02:53
Anonymous said…
I think the Mammary Pit would require at least a pair of goggles and a snorkel, or you could even get away with a novelty pair of sunglasses with wipers on them.
31/12/2007, 07:55
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