tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post2731805891980416417..comments2024-03-28T12:29:39.157-07:00Comments on Graphic Firing Table: To a Louse, after Three Weeks With No Relief in SightFDChiefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10607785969510234092noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post-48091531542732325842010-12-16T16:53:33.201-07:002010-12-16T16:53:33.201-07:00I found myself reading this aloud in a Scottish br...I found myself reading this aloud in a Scottish brogue (as me mum read Burns to me.) Y'are a clever one, dear friend :) Sorry you are so bedeviled at the mo'. My sympathies, from afar.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08839236994990699117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post-52611853141653677442010-12-15T05:25:33.579-07:002010-12-15T05:25:33.579-07:00I've nearly posted 3-4 times but I managed to ...I've nearly posted 3-4 times but I managed to get off light during this phase of my kid's development so I don't really have anything to say other than "Good luck."<br /><br />I have to admire your poem, it's very clever, particularly considering your probable state of mind.<br /><br />Regarding the pictures of your kids in the last post, my older son pointed at them and said, "That's backward. The kids are supposed to drive the parents up the wall."Plutonoreply@blogger.com