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Trying to think of a totally inane subject for a pointless thread.

#295

morning coffee
This morning I'll combine the dark roast and the house blend 55:45
black

morning coffee This morning I'll combine the dark roast and the house blend 55:45 black
#297

There is a praying mantis on the wall outside the front door. If the mantis were a visiting extraterrestrial what would I do so the mantis would feel welcome in my home?

There is a praying mantis on the wall outside the front door. If the mantis were a visiting extraterrestrial what would I do so the mantis would feel welcome in my home?
#299

I doubt it @morphyms1817. I deduced she'd gone to Gabon due to the abundance of rainbows there, but the trail had gone cold. I met a leprechaun in a pool hall. We struck up a friendship, even though he was a nut case, from a street fighting traveller community embedded just south of Galway. We won many free rounds of moonshine due to his proficiency at pool. He carried a crate around with him so he could reach higher places. He confessed he'd been sent there to sniff out a female called Orla. Apparently she'd eloped with a total loser and needed returning. I kept my mouth shut. He'd already been in three fights and won them all easily, all due to minor cue ball fouls he refused to acknowledge. To cut a long story short he ended up drugging me and stealing my passport. Two years later I'd managed to save enough to arrange passage home on a ship hidden in crate of miscellaneous stationary. How I got the money is a story I won't divulge.

I doubt it @morphyms1817. I deduced she'd gone to Gabon due to the abundance of rainbows there, but the trail had gone cold. I met a leprechaun in a pool hall. We struck up a friendship, even though he was a nut case, from a street fighting traveller community embedded just south of Galway. We won many free rounds of moonshine due to his proficiency at pool. He carried a crate around with him so he could reach higher places. He confessed he'd been sent there to sniff out a female called Orla. Apparently she'd eloped with a total loser and needed returning. I kept my mouth shut. He'd already been in three fights and won them all easily, all due to minor cue ball fouls he refused to acknowledge. To cut a long story short he ended up drugging me and stealing my passport. Two years later I'd managed to save enough to arrange passage home on a ship hidden in crate of miscellaneous stationary. How I got the money is a story I won't divulge.

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