TAN # 192 - A unique welTANschauung (Page 64)

Good grief, that's ridiculous!

+1 vote for bonfire

ETA: Morning TAN

Jeebs, no new TAN yet? Y'all peeples are Sloooooow

Pretty slow myself right now; in bed before midnight.

Well as long as you can make s'mores I say go for it!

I started a new TAN once before its time.  Frightening experience.  I won't do it again.

There is a big difference between being in bed and being ready to go to sleep!

Good Evening Your Royal Hotness Yanti Doll, Treadmill Crusher, Taxi's Bane and Goddess of the Indefatigable.

Okay, now I'm hungry again.

ALL HAIL THE HALLOWED HIGH PRIESTESS OF THE HEALING YET HUNGER-INDUCING YORKIE-HURLING HONEY HYPNOMELONS!

Been keepin' you and the kid ... and kid #2 in the lasso. And I don't forget your dad, either.

It's just been a tsunami of never-ending adventure in your family these last few months!

Especially when you've got me thinking about your honey hypnomelons and ... Cheerios.

Popeye

Want me to squeeze your can o' spinach?

Sir Cursey! Hip hip hooray

Please do!  

How goes the IM training?

How are you this fine day Yanti?

Omigosh. That is so sweet. I love you.

Mister MaryVeggieBoy!!!

Full-on. I discovered today, of all things, that I need to eat more.

Yes, this was discovered the hard way! Good thing I was close to home and could stagger back easily.

I hope your flirting with injury hasn't turned into a full-scale relationship ...

Truly fine, just the way you look!

We're kinda seeing each other right now... I think that it's time we stopped that, but it has other thoughts on that and is kinda stalking me.   I can hardly walk without pain in the foot right now.  Stretching helps a little.  What is odd is that I'll have times where it is perfectly fine, then two minutes later I can barely stand to put pressure on it again.  It's really odd, and deeply annoying at this stage.

Uh-huh. Sure it was about food.            

Morning TAN-type folks

Ms Model Yanti is making a visit!

No car issues today?

I second (or maybe third by now) the s'mores over an office bonfire. Nothing but happiness can come of that. yum.

You've gotten a lot of good advice ... you got the Strasbourg sock, yes? (or something like it?) Raw potato, tennis ball under the foot, and all that jazz. Ouch, but it's good jazz.

You could try finding someone willing to do ART on your foot. Make sure you're not feeling homicidal beforehand, though.

Heh. It's been a long time since I've done the walk of shame in my neighborhood

What??? You don't have a proud stagger in your bag of tricks?