24 February 2006

What do your slippers say about you?

28 Comments:

At 24 February, 2006 09:19, Blogger Dyspraxic Fundamentalist said...

They do look warm.

They say 'I am a Five-point Cutist'.

God Bless

Matthew

 
At 24 February, 2006 09:22, Blogger Carey said...

Haha

 
At 24 February, 2006 10:42, Blogger Consecrated said...

Did you shoot a leopard for those slippers, Carey! Oh, may be you just slapped him on his hind quarters and skinned him.

 
At 24 February, 2006 13:24, Blogger TheEarthCanBeMoved said...

Mine say that a life in a minimal security prison and I get my clothes at a place where they can't count.
I.E. Cadet Issue.
They're three sizes to small.

 
At 24 February, 2006 13:43, Blogger Carey said...

Yes, Consecrated, I shot a leopard for those slippers... right in the hindquarters! *grins*

Seriously, I have skinned animals before. My little brother, a Boy Scout, brought back a western diamond-back rattlesnake and a copper head snake from a campout. (They were already pre-dead, courtesy of my little Tarzan.) Jeremy is too squeamish, so I skinned both snakes for him and treated the hides. The rattlesnake was pretty mangled, but the copperhead skin turned out beautifully. But then Jer left the skin outside and it was ruined in the rain. I was so upset.

 
At 24 February, 2006 14:32, Blogger Carey said...

Poor Jason!

 
At 24 February, 2006 15:10, Blogger Redeemed said...

Lol, consecrated, how funny and wit of you!

Those are some serious slippers there Carey! They look cozy!

 
At 25 February, 2006 05:45, Blogger Consecrated said...

Yes, I wouldn't be surprised to hear you skinned an animal. The closest I've come is in my kitchen, skinning a chicken before I cook it. I kind of enjoy ripping its skin off.

 
At 25 February, 2006 07:55, Blogger Carey said...

*laughs* That souds a little sadistic.

 
At 25 February, 2006 09:13, Blogger Consecrated said...

I had hoped to trigger a similar reaction from you. But hey, remember this: Fat is the enemy here.

 
At 25 February, 2006 09:56, Blogger Carey said...

Haha... hey, Consecrated, do you mind me asking what your real name is?

 
At 25 February, 2006 12:47, Blogger Consecrated said...

I was waiting for someone to ask. Matthew never did, so you beat him to it. First I'll give you the opportunity to come up with a few names. What do you think my name is?

 
At 25 February, 2006 15:11, Blogger Carey said...

Quennell, Quasar, Gaerwan, Baeddan...

[Yes, those are real names!]

 
At 25 February, 2006 15:43, Blogger Dyspraxic Fundamentalist said...

Consecrated, as you have not given out your name so far, I assume you have a reason for not sharing it. I do not want to pry. It would be nice to know, if you did not mind.

Every Blessing in Christ

Matthew

 
At 25 February, 2006 15:47, Blogger Dyspraxic Fundamentalist said...

Is it Rumpelstiltskin?

 
At 25 February, 2006 15:59, Blogger Consecrated said...

Oh, my my. How did you guess Matthew. I am rolling on the floor with laughter. Rumpelstilskin. I still remember that story from childhood. You out did Carey with those funny names.

Oh, I just want to laugh out really loud now. I am laughing uncontrollably. Will get back to you. This is hilarious.

 
At 25 February, 2006 17:43, Blogger Redeemed said...

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At 25 February, 2006 17:55, Blogger Consecrated said...

Carey: I have answered your question.

Matthew: So were curious all this time, but your English manners kept you from putting the question to me point blank?

 
At 25 February, 2006 18:06, Blogger Carey said...

You answered my question? Where? *taps fingers*

 
At 25 February, 2006 18:12, Blogger Consecrated said...

Up to you to find out.

 
At 25 February, 2006 18:18, Blogger Carey said...

*rolls eyes*

 
At 25 February, 2006 18:23, Blogger Consecrated said...

So did you or did you not find out?

 
At 25 February, 2006 18:33, Blogger Consecrated said...

Carey, I am going to bed now. Talk to you tomorrow hopefully.
Love.
Leila

 
At 25 February, 2006 20:04, Blogger Carey said...

Leila! I did see your name... where was it... thanks for answering!

 
At 26 February, 2006 07:21, Blogger Dyspraxic Fundamentalist said...

I am always uncomfortable asking people personal questions.

God Bless

Matthew

 
At 26 February, 2006 09:00, Blogger Carey said...

Asking someone their name is not necessarily a personal question. At least not to me, but I'm not shy about asking questions.

 
At 26 February, 2006 12:16, Blogger Consecrated said...

I understand your position Matthew. Sometimes I don't like to impose either, but then I have repeatedly noticed that people want to feel loved. And sometimes just by asking a simple question, you'd be amazed at the response you get. I myself have to learn that lesson too. Thank God for people like Carey who have an ability to break the barriers and get to the point and ask the difficult questions which people like you and me find it difficult to do.

 
At 26 February, 2006 12:47, Blogger Carey said...

Aww... now I feel all warm and fuzzy.

 

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