CK-- i have thought of having a cute little lambakin, all soft and fluffy, on hand, to manage my lawn.. it was an idealized dream -- till you told the story of your brutish, beer guzzling, lazy lout of lamb (or was it a wether?)

well in any case.. my dreams shattered as IFOMCRIL,* reading your sheepish exploits!

Now, i'll pull on a warm wool sweater, and remember, ewes not fat, ewes fluffy..

I Fell Off My Chair, Rolling In Laughter!


my other obsession