I bet that will fortify him i his quest against typos, emoticons and windmills, Sean!
Cheers to us all!
My God I will need it, for... My quest has just got much tougher, for Shaunso, yes even Dear Deluded Shaunso just sent me a brief and oafish communication that ended: ""LOLOL ROTFLMAO WTF!"WHAT!!! Those capitalcollectivised abominations are an even worse horror than all others! Be-damned I have a fourth foe! But what (or you may say WTF) are they called? Can I fight a foe whose name I don't know. Damnable little acronyminal awfulnesses, so they are. Don QuiScottie is now Rolling On The Floor Foaming At The Mouth And Chewing The Carpet (or ROTFFATMACTC, in the enemy tongue). To the Drink! Then to the Tomorrow!
And look! Even the Charming CherryishPie is at it with her louche "LOL". From one whose fine ladyship had not thus far been questioned in my mind. WHATEVER NEXT? Shall Dulcinea be calling me "Babes" and writing little heart signs instead of love (when she does finally formally declare it for me, the shy reticent, nay taciturn, lady)? I feel a noble swoon coming on (again).
I fear the magic potion isn't working :-OQuick take another dose before it is toooo late...
Ish wuurking vewy vwy nishely now thanks you SherryPie :) ;) xx LOLROTFLMAOMore luvvly poshun.. Yum... Musht wak up Dulshinea an give her a big loverly luv kish and cuddlez. He heh. My goodnesh she'll thank you all for getting me like thish. ;)
Charming CherryishPie,tsk, tsk ...Shaunso Jams,this very potion poured into the Golden Helmet of Mambrino and then being sipped will give our valiant Don QuiScottie the power he wants to have, so that once in the history books when it comes to the Battle against Typos, Windmills and Unspeakables the key sentence will be: "Don QuiScottie blew his breath, and they were scattered".Cheers, Claude.Don QuiScottie,to confuse them let me speak in enemy's tongue: TtD! TttT!Ahem ... oje! Seems you drunk an ocean of the potion.Time to dream of an alexipharmic.TPOTN! :)
Calm down babe. They are just teasing you;)
Ah... Your "You Might Also Like" suggestions sent meback again to these old memories of simpler times, when my quests were so much easier, but less worthwhile, than the current battle to maintain cheerfulness in the face of everything the universe does to destroy it. But... I am winning Seanso (mostly)... Just. Cheers Fine Fellow. I hope that your own challenges don't weigh you down to much (I seriously do).
"me back"and"too much"But ach, who cares about slight and tiny typos now, in these more serious days?
Seldom would I disagree with you, Don QuiScottie, but in this very case I can't but must. Those quests not only were worthwhile but thoroughly enjoyable.Quests like these are able to make certain challenges lighter to bear.Cheers, dear Don. And thank you.
A fine brew with which to celebrate my noble new quest... the search for sanity amid a world of nonsense. It looks like a tough one, but I am a tough Don. Join me Seanso, there must be some sanity out there, or have I finally flipped a flip too far?
Here we are your side on your quest, noble Don, my brave donkey and I.
You know I suspect that donkey of yours may be the most clever of us all.Onward.
Certainly he's more clever than I am. The brave creature would not have missed to put an 'at' between 'are' and 'your'.
There is fresh news, Dear Seanso, available here:http://donquiscottieblog.blogspot.co.uk/2014/11/a-don-revived.htmlIt is noble news, but whether it be good news the insane world must judge. get on that donkey and follow if you dare...
As you already know: On our way, the donkey and I.
Cheers and toodle-pip old chum, bottoms-up and down the hatch.
Sláinte, Cheers and toodle-pip, old chum, bottoms-up and down the hatch, if a 12 year old Highland Park does not offend your taste buds, tonight.