It is at that. How do we ever grow as personalities if we don't have conflict to engage us from time to time? Iron sharpening iron and all that good and happy malarkey.

And we're quite happy with our back-and-forths. Certainly suits us better than trying to fake happiness at each other.

In other news, we will be avoiding shopping malls and large department stores for the duration of this week.

Blasted Bunny. It ruins everything.

I assert that if they must have a man in an animal suit, then it should be a duck.

Ducks come from eggs. It makes much more sense than a rabbit.

There are many arguments I could make as to why people want rabbits instead of ducks, but all of them would inevitably end in severe spasms and neck pain there from. So I'm going to simply say that rabbits are softer and more appealing to touch. They also bite less (mostly because they're cowering and shaking in fear, but you know I'm rather okay with that reaction from the few things I willingly touch.)

American need for Cooperation....Bwhahahaha more like the need for I'm gonna go over here and do my thing until you get mad and try to change it. Which will lead to you getting tired of trying to change it so we'll fight until one side wins and we shall call it cooperation.

But really bickering can become quite dull.

Oh and I spilt boiling hot soup on them.

That is rather unfortunate darling. Are they feeling any better? Did you put aloe vera on them?

None of this would explain what a rabbit has to do with an egg. Ducks lay eggs. It makes gobs more sense.

Well then take your gobs and colour me smacked. I have no argument against that. (save that they were just two unrelated symbols of fertility/spring/new life that got mashed into one when the Catholics tried to incorporate the culture they were overtaking, just like every other bloody christian "holy-day", but, you already knew that)

.....I stand by Bunnies rights to lay eggs!

An my thumbs are all better I woke up this morning and all the owwy redness of doom was gone

Of course I knew that. I would just rather a duck than a rabbit.

Meh I just say go with it fo rnow until it gets ridiculous

... go with what?

I think it already has gotten ridiculous. Holidays are perpetuated simply to put coins in the coffers of the marketing and greeting card companies. And -shudder- Wal-mart. As long as that hideous corporate leviathan exists, the true meaning of any so-called "holy-day" will never be aloud to come to the surface.

...

...oh, you HAVE been following me.

Hush you. I can form opinions on my own too. That they occasionally coincide with yours is purely circumstantial.

I just use it as an excuse to see family and eat loads of unhealthy foods.

Do I need to make you proper attire for hoodlumery, or can you form that on your own, too?

Proper attire? By that you mean a baggy bloodstained dirty hooded sweatshirt and unwashed denim pants? I think I can manage. Or would you like me to make a big anarchy "A" out of safety pins on the sweater and toss some chains with brass knuckles attached to them on the pants?


Cuppy love, this is not meant to be offensive to you at all, but really, do Americans /need/ an excuse to eat tons of unhealthy food? I look out my flat window and there are no less than 4 fast food places within eye sight on my residential street.

The family thing is good though I suppose.

If you're going to be a little twit about it...

... oh nevermind. That's a default.

Don't call me a twit. Only twats say twit.

Boys your love for one another is showing again. I was gonna go with all black fyi.

And only twits say 'twat.' We're even.

Well that's just gotten us nowhere. -huffs and crosses arms-

-takes seat gingerly on the edge of the couch.- I don't understand these repulsive modern furnishings.

I think they would be passable if they...

... well, nevermind. There isn't much about these that are passable. They're not even fitted for real buttocks.