My Weekend.

[Roger Kettle]

Inside the house, there is silence. Outside, I can hear birds singing again. I am smiling.

[Bilthehut]

What have you done with the bodies?

[Calvin]

Roger, the "shrieking contest" gave me shivers. What is it with that? It seems the older the friendships with these girls, the louder the shrieking gets. Heaven forbid you should make an apperance during the melee hoping for leftover morsels of food (there's never any). The cacaphony dies like the baddie entering the saloon, you turn tail and slink away to a muffled comment that you didn't quite hear and further waves of wailing.... Was that about me, or men in general?
Not that I've had any bad experiences with that sort of thing.

[Bilthehut]

Is that it?  I log on here at 4 in the afternoon on  a Sunday, and no one else (not even a 'Guest').  I don't know, what is the world coming to.

There's me slaving over a hot Beau Peep mug trying to make the most dangerous cake in the world - whoops, wrong thread.

Bye Roger.  Hope you have recovered from the invasion.

Moving to 101 uses for a Beau Peep mug .....