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Mum, are you going to hit daddy? Mum, are you going to cook the ribs? Mum, where did I come from? Mum, does Santa Clause exist? EDIT: *ziffled by the prawn* But, Dad, the Nile doesn't have any sting-rays in it.

I'll call the child protection! The Social Security! The Secret Police! The FBI! My best-friend's hampsters former-owner's girl-friend's mother!

Yes, I do think you have money coming out of your -- Hey, look, a shiney thing. EDIT: Hey, look a shiney thing, please?

I think you and I sat on the sidelines and had chairs thrown at us.

I think she's cooking the prime rib, dad...I'll take some too, by the way, mum.

Er...Dad and, um, Mum...can you wait till I'm not in the thread?

No, no, no, the thread designed for flashing had Hot Tubs in it. *waves at Barry Lee* Sorry for the hostile take-over of your thread. You can have it back soon, honest.

*listens intently from room* Isn't that the code for "Let's pretend to be Irish?"...or was that Danny Boy, Danny Boy...

...on the subject of wars, and old thread flashbacks, and, well, old...anyone here remember the Golden Girls war?

I only know that because you thought an easy alternative would be to put me in a straight-jacket and padd my walls. Thank god I can type with my nose.

It's so hard to keep track...what were we doing here again? Was it shouting BBB, or hailing Barry Lee?

Is it? I'm beginning to think it's not okay...

*yells downstairs over sound of bareing radio* I have a mother younger than me too? Well that's going to need another five years of theropy... Bea:zany:{When did I become an adolesant in this story?}regard

Did you take your medication today, Scoot my friend? Monsters? In mirrors? Whatever next? ...why do I even ask?

Well, you're a great help... It was yesterday? Wasn't it? Darn those transdimentional time warps...

Barry L? That would have worked...why didn't I think of that? *hums* Barry-el, Barry-el, the angels did say...*can I hum words???*

*appears in the exit* Ahh! Finally I found a way out of the mirror. Don't go through there, it's weird.

Surely you were around for the 120 Second Rule Rebellion War?

*there is a very good reason for this post, but I forget what it is* Bea:zany:{Wait! I remembered! Wait...darn...I forgot again}regard

And I thought it was "An accident with a transporter, a meat-cleaver and an elastic band."