scenes from a noodlery

[spatch]

SHE: "So when the Germans ask how we met, what should we say?"
ME: "I don't know. How did we meet?"
SHE: "We didn't!"

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GERMAN: "So... this Cat Town. Do you let your cats run around with those costumes on all the time?"
ME: "Uh, no. They're not my cats. I found the pictures off a Japanese website."
GERMAN: "And this Japanese website, does it write the stories for the cats? Do you translate it?"
ME: "I write the stories myself. The Japanese site sells the costumes. The cats there are just the models."
GERMAN: "Ah. And how many cats do you have? Do they like wearing the costumes?"

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It was an interesting night. I hope noodling happens again.

Comments

[muffyjo]

Just be warned...noodling can lead to canoodling.

[spatch]

But what leads to muckling? Kling?

[muffyjo]

Ah, see, it's understandable to misunderstand that one...muckling is a contraction of "much" and "clinging", but I can see where you might get confused. ;) (She says in a very Lucy Van Pelt kind of way)

[redtheblue.livejournal.com]

Life's so much fun when you're clueless.

GERMAN: "So. You will give us the coordinates of this Cat Town, ja?"
SPATCH: "It's pretend. Like the Neighborhood of Make-Believe?"
GERMAN: "Ho! Do not be coy with us. Just as Herr Rogers betrayed his ally King Friday, you too will cooperate after you meet... Siegfried!"
SIEGFRIED: "I am here. I have with me my special tweezers, which I used in Helsinki. The postman who found the bodies still weeps at the sight of a make-up kit."

Keith

[(Anonymous)]

Creeped out now.