I now know what to do when I get the munchies after going to bed: I turn on my side, put one pillow in front of me, another pillow behind me, and make myself a sandwich.

oh, the wonder of it all...

Now those were both perty good, but don't let it go to y'all's heads.

Loafing around, eta?

d'oh!

Since you are from Kenutcky this don't hardly surprise me. In fact, I am reminded of a story about a horse trainer from right around your area who was having a unique problem with his horses:

Seems some very small birds discovered they could nest in the thick hair on the horses' necks. The Greenies established that these were an endangered species, and got an injunction to keep the trainer from removing the birds. Well, he was working around this as best he could until the hatchlings begain screaming for food.

Drove the horses absolutely crazy. Kicking stalls, biting, cribbing, and, worst of all, refusing to race. One of the grooms remembered what his grandmother had told him and prepared a leavening agent that quieted the baby birds. And you are probably wondering what the grandmother had said to him:

Yeast is yeast and nest is nest, and never the manes shall tweet.

loafing around

What'd I say about it going to y'all's heads?

Go ahead -- punch me down, but I'll rise again!

"He's just browned off." she said with a wry smile.

WARNING --

This is not a conversation for the well-bread.

Ahhh, come on Coffeebean! You gotta roll with the punches, rise to the occasion, and take a slice outta life to be happy.

(she says with a rye smile)

boy, somebody pumped her full of nickels...

"That was crumby," said Tom sconefully. He was, however wrong, even though he was of the upper crust. In fact, he was a bit mealy-mouthed, though to some others he was the toast of the town. I always thought he was a heel, and hoped he'd just bag it.

"You're a miserable cracker," said Graham crustily.

Seems to me your all a bit fruity

a bit fruity

Well, that takes the cake!!

sorry, Faldage...