Tfel Dnah replies……

Forgive me Melnee, that was quite rude and I have disturbed the serenity of this place.
Faces The Wind, daughter to the chief’s wife Sitstowee informs me that Melnee means ‘spirit companion of the sacred white musk ox’. So I owe you a better reply.
Sh** is as you explained quite an adult term, one we dont wish our children to use.
Crap is in transition to becoming an adult only word.
Poop, like doolies, number too’s, poo-poo’s, kak or ‘that stuff’ is acceptable for our children.
Why seperate them into two classes? Imagine for a moment, the God of wrestling ‘TheRock’ saying to an opponent “goodness your an ugly poopoo”? or returning to the card table with “Sorry guys just making number too’s”. That just wouldnt do now would it?

Sitstowee send greetings
Tfel

May the earth move for you also.

Are there really little green men from outta space?

“Love in its wisdom is the ultimate grace. To drown in it’s pool of desire, is the perfect fall”

Right handed you are………. yes.
Left brained you are also….. how sad.
While you wait, please… try on this canvas jacket with these extra long sleeves. Mwahahahahaha

Tfel

As are the numbers of the offspring of the fleas of 10,000 camels, so let there be maidens, each with 8 fingers to caress your body. TD.

Sitting as I was in the rocky center of this 30,000 year old dry riverbed, the long dead lizard failing to attract the flies from my eyes as it was expected to do. A faint distant rumble heralded the arrival of? could it be? was the surf really coming?
The voices told me it would, my people laughed and walked away, so I sit here, my polystyrene triple fin swallow tailed ‘Shane’ surf-rider pro by my side. “2000 miles from the coast” they scoffed, “your crazy” and bare assed just walked off as is their way.
The sun beats down on the land without mercy, I share my shade with a dog, 5 or more scorpions a lizard assorted beatles and sundry creatures, movement is impossible, to sweat is to die, my hair greasy smelly if perspiration should dampen it then by days end fly’s will ‘blow’ it, my scalp will lift exposing bone, maggots creating blood poisoning that will kill me over the next 8 days.I rub dust on the back of my scalp.
A whisper is on the breeze.
Now even the birds hear it, they are silent, an air of expectation descends, and why not? the last ‘event’ here was a thunderstorm some 4 years ago, no rain but a hell of a light show, fires scorched this place days later and we ate like kings for a few days.
My mind races upstream, I ‘see’ the water hitting the sun baked stones, hissing, screaming defiantly, steam rising to form a cloud just behind the advance.
Then, ‘they’ came, uniforms, officials shouting running unorganized. I hid, my time was near, I am not theirs this day. 2 vehicles, 7 men, was I so important? what do they want? They stop by my campfire, decision time for them, an excuse to stop for a smoke, plan strategy, I can smell their stink from here, 500 meters away.
On the same breeze from upstream… a scent of wet earth? is it possible? The sound increases, a wind ahead of ?? the birds lift as one from the trees, the ‘uniforms’ don’t notice, my camp as usual in the center of the stream-bed, takes the full brunt of the mass of logs, leaves, animals, a muddy wave of chaos, I hold my board above my head, bruised and battered by logs, mud, wild animals and quite dead ‘uniforms’, my time has come.
Surf is up

Tfel

As are the numbers of the offspring of the fleas of 10,000 camels, so let there be maidens, each with 8 fingers to caress your body. TD.

Oh, young novice, you have not yet learned the universal truths embodied in Ying and Yang, positives and negatives. without these basic truth your pies are destined to emerge much as the throw of dice. Shame on you novice for persuing the ulimate crust while ignoring a universal truth. now that supreme intellect has shown the errors of your ways you must listen and with each new crust ensure positivity surround the item, no stray thought of sadness or pain is allowed.
My english has not allowed me to appreciate that sh** is a soft piecrust, I will think on this.

Tfel

As are the numbers of the offspring of the fleas of 10,000 camels, so let there be maidens, each with 8 fingers to caress your body. TD.

SHOWER.

As are the numbers of the offspring of the fleas of 10,000 camels, so let there be maidens, each with 8 fingers to caress your body. TD.

Huh?…All I do Great Almighty one is turn the nob on the oven to the desired temp….Is what you are saying is if I think good thoughts and not sh***Y thoughts my crusts will always be of perfection?

Oh by the way…better watch out if you face the wind when answering a question from Fanatic…means you would be downwind from him…

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