tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922232.post114075841158865724..comments2024-02-10T01:32:22.643-06:00Comments on The Quick Gray Fox: Show and Tell Thursday, a/k/a Deal a MealPoppy B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01532483657395207695noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922232.post-1140993766509501662006-02-26T16:42:00.000-06:002006-02-26T16:42:00.000-06:00Julia--I remember those colored ketchups. We had p...Julia--I remember those colored ketchups. We had purple and green, the usual red, and a squeeze thing of yellow mustar. It was the time when everyone around here appeared to be fixated on the Tellytubbies. Thank goodness that's over. <BR/><BR/>Joke: We realize, with infinite regret, that we probably won't be able to afford either of the young Master Jokes.<BR/><BR/>Cathleen: We'd be a lot chic-er without the ketchup bottle on the table. Not to mention the plastic slipcovers on the dining room chairs.<BR/><BR/>KathyR: No shipping on the chairs; it was a local pickup. <BR/><BR/>Blackbird: Well, missy, it's not my fault if the food is cold, then, is it?Poppy B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01532483657395207695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922232.post-1140963919785792932006-02-26T08:25:00.000-06:002006-02-26T08:25:00.000-06:00an excellent meal!(couldn't get your site to load ...an excellent meal!<BR/>(couldn't get your site to load or I woulda been here sooner)<BR/><BR/>I was going to mention the plastic on the chairs -- v bad, but, what with the mention of the ketchup, I see your point.blackbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922232.post-1140828425561380432006-02-24T18:47:00.000-06:002006-02-24T18:47:00.000-06:00eBay? Seriously? That's a pretty cool snag. I'm af...eBay? Seriously? That's a pretty cool snag. I'm afraid to ask how much the shipping set you back.<BR/><BR/>Does the boy eat brussels sprouts? If so, can he come to my house and school my kid?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922232.post-1140809248277321032006-02-24T13:27:00.000-06:002006-02-24T13:27:00.000-06:00Chez Poppy is tres chic, no?Chez Poppy is tres chic, no?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922232.post-1140806600014819562006-02-24T12:43:00.000-06:002006-02-24T12:43:00.000-06:00The dowry, she is a-risin'.-J.The dowry, she is a-risin'.<BR/><BR/>-J.Jokehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05672407657347134623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922232.post-1140805388273475352006-02-24T12:23:00.000-06:002006-02-24T12:23:00.000-06:00Mmmmyummy. Steak. I'm the only person in my hous...Mmmmyummy. Steak. I'm the only person in my house that likes brussels sprouts (why Brussels? why not Flanders? Or Norway?), so I rarely eat them. <BR/><BR/>My daughter douses her corn in ketchup. It's nasty - even more so when someone bought a bottle of that awful coloured ketchup. There's something indescribably disgusting about yellow corn and purple goop.Major Bedheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17669161302510096751noreply@blogger.com