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Though not a toaster, this would go well with any toaster. I remember my gran had one. It was in her bedroom - a place that was strictly off limits, but I did sneak a wee peek at some point. I thought it was really cool. If I remember correctly, from what my mum told me, you could set it like an alarm, so your tea would be made just in time for you waking up. The model shown here, is very similar, and may actually be the same type that my gran owned.

We seriously need more threads like this! I might make a tea thread, actually, but give me a couple of days to get all the resources together. Let's bring back some light-heartedness to the forums!
Tattoo, if I can afford it. I shall get a pentagram and within the pentagram, I'll have an inverted pentagram, which represents life and birth.

Symbolism or literalism?
I've only ever used electricity. No, wait, I used gas when I was learning to cook in school, and it didn't agree with me - I'm allergic. I'll stick to leccy, it's what I know.

Peace and love or war and hatred?
Staycation. It sounds more fun than a cruise.

When someone irritates you, do you walk away, not rising to their bait or stick around rising to their bait and eventually causing someone to get hurt?
Bletherskite - someone who just won't shut the hell up, even though you wish they would. Can make the sufferer feel angry or violent, often both at the same time. In extreme cases, it can bring out the vengeful side in people. So, when someone calls you a bletherskite, the best thing to do is SHUT UP!
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I can't answer this question fully because I've never been in that situation, but if the person on whom I was pulling the plug, had expressed a wish to not want to suffer, then I would.

What the hell is with all the heavy questions?


Fun must have been outlawed here, but a lot of us didn't get that memo. thankfully!!!!!

Can toast be eaten at any time of the day or is it better at breakfast and what would you put on it?


Ah, thankfully, that memo got lost in the post! It is a pity that it got to pseudo-intelligent life-form, though.

Hmm, I think toast can be eaten any time of the day. I'm a bit of a traditionalist, though. I like butter. I'm open to other toppings, though. When I was younger, my mum used to buy something called Toast Toppers. I don't know if they are still made, but they were like this thick sauce. The way my mum made them, was she toasted the bread on one side, then spread the Toast Topper on the untoasted side, then toasted that, like making toasted cheese. It was delicious!

What's the best way to tame an errant fly? (I'm using the archaism of errant, meaning to travel, in search of adventure.)
I can't answer this question fully because I've never been in that situation, but if the person on whom I was pulling the plug, had expressed a wish to not want to suffer, then I would.

What the hell is with all the heavy questions?
I'd give quite a bit of it away, but not most. First, I'd pay family debts. Then buy a house. I'd give my family a good sum of it, and start a trust fund for my brother, so he can go to further education. I'd turn renew my passport, flit over to America as an investor, marry Aria, and use it to start our business. I'd probably spend quite a bit of it on her family, too.

Would you ever take a job purely for the money, even if it made you miserable?
Probably, unless a good reason was give, you know, like I might die, or something.

Would you ever be an internet troll?
Prick:

To make a small hole in something with a sharp point.

Make stand erect ("Prick up your ears and listen, boy!")

Vulgar: A part of a man's anatomy.

The vulgarism is the one I'm having for my word of the day. Why? Just because, you prick!
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Paul and Andy.. I have a lot to say about this topic and I would think others do to.. can one of you start a separate thread and let's move it to there? It's a heavy subject and probably a little more detailed than the meatballs or cocktail sausages we are used to.. lol..

soooo..

meatballs or cocktail sausages?


Well said smile

I like 'em both. For a snack, cocktail sausages. As part of a meal, like spaghetti and meatballs, well... Meatballs.

Do you like energy saving light bulbs?
I can't say because they're two absolutes. It depends on the crime. Take your arguments back to the Ask & Answer thread, please. There's no need to go having the same discussion on two different threads, that's just childish.

What's cuter: Big cats (lions etc) or small cats (domesticated, wildcats, feral etc)?
It changes daily, sometimes hourly, but my favourite just now is rumplefyke. It means to have an itchy arse.

Do you ever wonder if your timepiece is lying to you?
I joined up for a variety of reasons, but the main reason was because of a competition. It wasn't one that I'd entered, but actually the compete flipside of that. I wanted to score and comment on a story. Then I wrote a few, then a few more, and here I am. People's motivations for joining may not be pure, but their reasons for staying can change. Give them a chance.
My cute wee Kitten, who is very impassioned by talking about the BB&B, despite being tired. I love that about her smile
I have often, physically and mentally. There is one good reason to run: Running to Aria.

Would you ever try to argue with an expert, even if you didn't know what you were talking about?
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Jump? Where? I thought of jumping off a bridge once, but that time has long since passed. I would jump rope if I could. I shall NOT jump on the Seahawks 12th Man bandwagon. But I would jump at the chance to fly over and see you smile

Would you ever... eat Ghost Pepper hot wings?


I love your interpretation of my question, it's exactly what I was looking for. The ambiguity of it was supposed to make ya think, and ya did! Strange, though, I have also thought about jumping off a bridge. I still do, but only attached to the proper safety equipment, just to see how it feels. Is that weird? I would also jump at the chance to fly over and meet you, but I think that largely goes without saying heart

Feck it, I'm answering Aria's question, too: Yeah, I'd eat Ghost Pepper hot wings. They sound delicious, and what's the point of hot wings if they're not HOT!

I don't regret loving someone. There's no time for me to sit ruing my feelings. I fell for that person for a reason. I fell out of love for a reason, too. There are lessons to be learned in everything. That's all I take that as. I certainly do not regret ever loving Aria, and I never, ever will.

Flipping the last question on its head, would you ever stand still? (Interpret it yourself!)
No, not those bothersome things that come in through the window and kill you with cold air. Nor the board game. Nor being called up by the bothersome army. I mean drafting stories.

Do you draft your stories?

Do you have a rough idea, then do a rough outline, and flesh it out later?

Do you plan in meticulous detail?

Or maybe it just happens without drafting?

Do you put a draft on paper?

An enquiring mind wants to know.

I tend not to draft. I sit and think and then just write, or sometimes I just sit and write, without any clear idea of what I'm going to write about. I've always been a little baffled as to why people draft, but I do understand it on some level. One of my teachers told me to draft a story and I went ahead and just wrote the damned thing. When she asked me why I'd done it, I said that I had an idea and just wrote it down, I don't need to draft. This teacher was as eccentric as me, and we were on the same wavelength, so she understood what I meant, and allowed me to keep going. Most teachers would have told me to stop and plan it, but when faced with a creative brain, you just have to let it go. Anyway, enough rambling from me, I wanna know your thoughts on drafts.
Pssht, screw the tables, I'll go outside and eat! I'm a natural loner, and don't like eating in front of others, anyway.

Have you ever had a sword lobbed at you by a moistened bint?
Well, that's that story finished, I think. Where the next one goes, nobody knows. Even I don't. I have a very vague idea, and I'd like to keep it at that, until I start writing.
There was a young man from Rome,
who lost his favourite comb,
he looked all over,
and in a little ringed plover,
but all he found was some loam.