tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post4160595677336795854..comments2023-12-03T20:07:04.781+11:00Comments on Lexicon Harlot: Back by Popular Demand, the HoundAlexis, Baron von Harlothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-42111458088042455922007-01-20T14:35:00.000+11:002007-01-20T14:35:00.000+11:00So they call it "something in the water", do they?...So they call it "something in the water", do they? It caused the parents, so legend goes, to exceed their already quite substantial reproductive plans. There is a brother, you'll be relieved to hear. Fine strapping fellow in his thirties.<br /><br />(NB: I think when Wool Spaniel referred to herself as a two-and-forty sibling, she was referring to her age, not the size of her family.)Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-72286727136141102722007-01-20T14:32:00.000+11:002007-01-20T14:32:00.000+11:00Then again, I come from a family of four boys, and...Then again, I come from a family of four boys, and ancestors in the Train clan ended up ushering into the world something like eight female progeny, so it's not that unusual.TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-34317660233118741152007-01-20T14:29:00.000+11:002007-01-20T14:29:00.000+11:00Wool Spaniel, two-score-and-three is where it's at...Wool Spaniel, two-score-and-three is where it's at. I have it on good authority. I can't belief the eldest Wool Spaniel pup is turning 13, though. When did she stop being 2?Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-16654927774581909622007-01-20T14:26:00.000+11:002007-01-20T14:26:00.000+11:00By crikey, with such a preponderance of siblings, ...By crikey, with such a preponderance of siblings, one wonders whether there's something in the water over there. Are you all sister-siblings? Because that would make it like the plot of <a href="http://etext.virginia.edu/toc/modeng/public/GilHerl.html">Herland</a>, more than a little intimidating to humble members of the patriarchy such as myself.TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-69611648230973856672007-01-20T10:14:00.000+11:002007-01-20T10:14:00.000+11:00Hi there timt,
Alas, the days of being a four-and...Hi there timt,<br /><br />Alas, the days of being a four-and-twenty sibling are long gone. Now it's more like two-and-forty. With three-and-forty rapidly approaching. (The numbers are far smaller for the younger'ns, naturally.)<br /><br />As for pies and singing - now <i>there's</i> an appealing combination to distract a person from the onward march of time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-77106328828470506902007-01-20T09:31:00.000+11:002007-01-20T09:31:00.000+11:00This is just getting plain sinister. No sibling of...This is just getting plain sinister. No sibling of mine will be baked in a pie, thank you very much, monarchy or no monarchy. Sanitarium's "I Can't Believe It's Not Sibling", though, well, that's another story.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-5887260841106763022007-01-20T08:58:00.000+11:002007-01-20T08:58:00.000+11:00Sing a song of siblings,
A pocket full of rye;
Fo...Sing a song of siblings,<br />A pocket full of rye; <br />Four-and-twenty sisters<br />Baked in a pie;<br />When the pie was opened,<br />They all began to sing:<br />What a dainty dish it was<br />To set before the [since we are in an non-aristocratic society I'll have to think of some other word to use than King]TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-16379546402258954232007-01-20T08:07:00.000+11:002007-01-20T08:07:00.000+11:00Sister-the-eldest, "Wool Spaniel" is BRILLIANT! Yo...Sister-the-eldest, "Wool Spaniel" is BRILLIANT! You da anagrammer.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-18307312046527427822007-01-20T08:05:00.000+11:002007-01-20T08:05:00.000+11:00Australian cuisine at its finest, Tim. Sanitarium ...Australian cuisine at its finest, Tim. Sanitarium has just launched a new line of "I Can't Believe It's Not Owl" for the vegetarian gourmand.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-76242788403052105452007-01-20T07:56:00.000+11:002007-01-20T07:56:00.000+11:00Cripes, I must have slipped into a barnyard rather...Cripes, I must have slipped into a barnyard rather than Alexis' blog comments, as this place is full of hounds and kittens and epsilon owls and lions, not to mention nose pillows. Oh well, you can all go in the <a href="http://www.spadez.net/ws/comics/ws20060613.png">pie</a> that I'm making. Kitten goes so well with owl!TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-2266734556135850382007-01-20T00:06:00.000+11:002007-01-20T00:06:00.000+11:00Oops, I must have sipped
from A POISON WELL,
as A ...Oops, I must have sipped<br />from A POISON WELL,<br />as A WOOLLEN SLIP<br />has an extra L.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-49689722417981831512007-01-20T00:03:00.000+11:002007-01-20T00:03:00.000+11:00Oh, there's nothing like a anagram
To hide ones tr...Oh, there's nothing like a anagram<br />To hide ones true ID<br />(Though PAW OLE LIONS, etc, <br />Won’t trick my family.)<br />Perhaps I’ll choose A WOOLLEN SLIP?<br />Or A EPSILON OWL might do?<br />Or perhaps somehow A NOSE PILLOW<br />Could ID you-know-who.<br /><br />Too roo loo, too roo loo, too roo loo, wordplay!<br />Too roo loo, too roo loo, too roo loo, loo!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-23354450745309560022007-01-19T22:57:00.000+11:002007-01-19T22:57:00.000+11:00Oh, there's noone like a sibling
When she comments...Oh, there's noone like a sibling<br />When she comments on your blog<br />On the subject of her kitten<br />Or the subject of your dog<br />Except another sibling<br />Who replies unto the first<br />And uses quite the pseudonym<br />Although her name is Kirst.<br /><br />Too roo loo, too roo loo, too roo loo, sisters!<br />Too roo loo, too roo loo, too roo loo, loo!<br /><br />(I'm slowly starting to lose my faith in the poetic efficacy of "too roo loo".)Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-64999826768428589882007-01-19T20:56:00.000+11:002007-01-19T20:56:00.000+11:00Dear Anonymous-the-Poet,
That's fine work. Have ...Dear Anonymous-the-Poet,<br /><br />That's fine work. Have you considered adopting a nom de keyboard? Perhaps 'Woolen Lispa' would be appropriate? <br /><br />Love, A Slyer ThinkerAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-4779631790965640972007-01-19T19:40:00.000+11:002007-01-19T19:40:00.000+11:00Oh, there’s noone like a kitten
With her whiskers ...Oh, there’s noone like a kitten<br />With her whiskers long and white<br />And she’s chasing paper figments<br />With her eyes so wide and bright<br />And you’re sitting on the toilet<br />As she pounces through the door,<br />Tries to leap onto your lap, but misses,<br />And lands sheepish on the floor.<br /><br />Too roo loo, too roo loo, too roo loo, kitten!<br />Too roo loo, too roo loo, too roo loo, loo!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com