Hey,
Did you notice you can edit comments from others?
Imagine the possibilities.
I want very much to edit a comment into quacks.
I will offer you a trade.
Hmm…I hadn’t gotten much further than the quacking.
Little things amuse me.
If you don’t mind quacking a little bit, I would be happy to quack for you. I’m not comfortable with mooing or barking, though.
So many things to consider…editing, I believe. Maybe just a tasteful quack here and there. My person is giving me that look again, that -I’m glad you have something to do that amuses you so- look. I quack in his general direction.
I edited something before I got your soup comment.
I thought of another purpose for editing comments:
Stalkers comments. They could be edited to sing this little bit from Gilbert & Sullivan’s H.M.S. Pinafore: “I’m called Little Buttercup, Dear Little Buttercup, Though I could never tell why…”
Oh! I am laughing so hard! I wish this option was at the other place! I want a stalker or a spammer over here, now! Even a hater! Damn, what I could have done with this option a couple of weeks ago!
Shall we have a pact to quack on each other for awhile? It will surely raise some eyebrows and make the others wonder. I’ll be happy to insert quacks on anything you publish at the other place, too. It would be funny if we responded to each other like there was no quack there.
Ack! I know, I know. I haven’t been to this place since we got back from our emergency trip to Florida. I seem to be pulled in a lot of different directions these days. I could at least C&P something over here to get me going again, huh?
Seems there’s some kind of migration going on.
Hey,
Did you notice you can edit comments from others?
Imagine the possibilities.
I want very much to edit a comment into quacks.
I will offer you a trade.
Okay. You have me laughing hysterically with my imagination running amok. What do you have in mind?
Hmm…I hadn’t gotten much further than the quacking.
Little things amuse me.
If you don’t mind quacking a little bit, I would be happy to quack for you. I’m not comfortable with mooing or barking, though.
So, are we editing each other’s comments into quacks, or just quacking on each other’s threads?
So many things to consider…editing, I believe. Maybe just a tasteful quack here and there. My person is giving me that look again, that -I’m glad you have something to do that amuses you so- look. I quack in his general direction.
Let the quacking begin.
Quack on!
I edited something before I got your soup comment.
I thought of another purpose for editing comments:
Stalkers comments. They could be edited to sing this little bit from Gilbert & Sullivan’s H.M.S. Pinafore: “I’m called Little Buttercup, Dear Little Buttercup, Though I could never tell why…”
Oh! I am laughing so hard! I wish this option was at the other place! I want a stalker or a spammer over here, now! Even a hater! Damn, what I could have done with this option a couple of weeks ago!
That was too much fun. Much laughter over here.
I just read this thread again and started laughing again.
Thank you!
Shall we have a pact to quack on each other for awhile? It will surely raise some eyebrows and make the others wonder. I’ll be happy to insert quacks on anything you publish at the other place, too. It would be funny if we responded to each other like there was no quack there.
I like that. A quack pact.
I suspect the others stopped wondering long ago.
The other place seems less boring that way….
You’re on. When you get tired of it, let me know. Maybe we can start a trend.
Hi ya, Ina.
Hey, the comments here are timeless…
They certainly don’t seem to follow the same time/space continuum as they do at the other place, do they?
Hello?
Where are your timestamps, Lady?
Where are you? *pretending not to know*
Come back. Just walk toward the light…
Ack! I know, I know. I haven’t been to this place since we got back from our emergency trip to Florida. I seem to be pulled in a lot of different directions these days. I could at least C&P something over here to get me going again, huh?
Hellooooooo?
*sighs*
Slouches back over to own area.
I know! I know! It’s just not as much fun over here!