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Friday, (Dances like Pixie)

Sure, some may argue that Friday is just closer to Monday and thus not worthy of Joy, but hey, it's all relative.

I've been forced to taste prawns from the 4th level of hell today, truely a job frought with extremes is mine.

Moat tending duties are my main joy, after stinky prawns I went and gave Barry (the 5.4 kilo pet Barramundi) a pat, he luvs a pat on the head.... Sometimes. He also has issues with the level of the Moat.

aside, I sit in the Moat control room here with 1 kilo of freshly ground weapons grade coffee, Yummm. Think I've discovered a new pot-purri aroma...... FORZA...... ;P

Todays technical chore:
Contemplate/ascertain the 'typical' volume of a bath tub, calculate the fluid displacement of one non-typical' Empress(this I feel will be fUn to qualify).
Then deduce the approximate literage of Cow-Juice required to Float said Empress. Must remember to have plenty of Milo on hand, so I can make I great big Empress flavoured chocolate milk drink after (hehehehehe).

I peer at the sky, it is spangled with clouds, mmmmmm, Cloudz, I ponder the hugging of Cloudz, ;P.

On the Cloud idea with regardz to assisting the Moat I wonder about capturing a Cloud, restraining (with soft ropes of velvet ofcourse) and extracting as much Cloud juice as possible, to assist the Moat of course.... :-)
But I may have blend a few dis-jointed ideaz there (gigglez)

Either way, Friday Eve sees me entertaining and training my apprentice. *Hugz* are *hugz*. . . . . .


OK,
Enuf brain leakage.......

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Glee, again the day hasn't been a complete waste.
Sure, I removed waste, ikky sticky stinky gooey WASTE..

I think I drunk some water from the Moat,
I fear it so low and thick with blue-green,
I'm sure it's toxic, know full well it's a trippy brew.

I got to the point of imagining I was a strange furry Dragon with special cleaning Steam-Breath that was able to remove starchy products that had been exuded from Custor' (Evil Client from the dik-head realm) that had come to mess up all my shit. *MeoW*

I really should lay off the Moat-Juice... :D

I have been tasked, a joy to be sure
I'll serve as I can, till my back no longer bends.
I better find me some cowz

The weather weren't perfect but no need for a frown.
By the end of the day a slight smidgen of Cloud was found.
;P sMiLe ....

I'm going to start offering free boat trips around the Moat for all that bring a bucket of water with them.

Now where's my glass of Moat-Juice.....

ps:
Dear D-Thing, http://www.mulletsinturtlenecks.com/ Must purchase.




disclaimer, I run a moat, not a spelling BEE  :D

Alas, still no rain for the Moat, If it don't rain soon there's going to be nought more then Sarcasm, Drool and Spittle in this hole.

Wonder if Mullet can grow legz??

WOnder if Mullet like HugZ. If they had arms I could figure so. With just fins it's hard to say.

DO fish care if you give them a wet-fish handshake?

M-B

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Vote One, Vote Moat
FREE HUGZ FOR ALL....
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Today was Bland, short and finished with Glee.

I pretended to be a large piece of machinery
and trudged all day.
I procured my apprentice, threw some treez around
then traveled to MY ground.
My Empress can still see the Boy this Man can Be.
And then I had my head in a Cloud....

Or maybe it was the 2417 15 gallon bucketz I carried to the Moat?

M-B

BLah..
After yesterdayz sweet rain Moaty got excited, thinking a downpour would top-up the Moat.
The level is down, the mud is odourous and the Mystical Mullet
keep getting stuck, crazed fish that they are.

Alas, I must start carting buckets of water from the neighbouring well, 57km away.

I trust this will please my Empress..... S)

M-B




p.s.
He wasn't good enough for her
;P

What an interesting little town in deed, I think I shall enjoy 
staggering around here, until the Plod and various Inspectors tell me to leave...
;P