Once upon a time there was a handsome prince, named Richard, who lived in magical Blaine Castle in a valley made entirely of silicon. Of course, Blaine Castle was surrounded by beautiful gardens, with manicured lawn and fruit-bearing trees, and Prince Richard loved to stroll through the gardens with his beloved Princess GuruGirl. Then, one day, a visitor came to the castle.
The Story of Prince Richard
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This is a wonderful fictional tale. As we both well know, were this not a fictional tale “prince richard” would be “princess richard” and that “manly voice” would be a high-pitched school girl squeal.
Posted by dawn summers on 03/07 at 03:38 PM
Evil witch, I thought you were dead!!!
Posted by Rick on 03/07 at 03:43 PM
Oh, those are definitely lemons. Which kind of begs the question, Rick, why’d you eat it?
Posted by pearatty on 03/07 at 05:48 PM
OK, some of it is fictional—but it was a manly high-pitched school-girl squeal. And those are lemons. Demon Dawn just has something wrong with her camera (and her eyes, apparently).
Posted by Rick on 03/07 at 05:53 PM
no way! My guess is that the lag between my visit and the posting of these pictures was filled with numerous visits to Home Depot looking for the paint color “lemon yellow.”
Posted by dawn summers on 03/07 at 06:19 PM
Inconceivable!
Posted by Signor Ferrari on 03/07 at 07:18 PM
You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Posted by pearatty on 03/07 at 07:31 PM
Posted by Signor Ferrari on 03/07 at 08:39 PM