Poor Imp

Oy, only one option that can't be beet. Or it can be beet.

Oy, 'tis always Pat Buchanan.

Ponyo: "Haaaaaaaaam!"

Oy, I recall Snoink from right off the first step. Snoink (and Griffinkeeper) were ubiquitous and...er, has it really been twenty years? 0_0;

Oy, semi-colon: It's got a mean hook.

Er, shopping the works; I mean, working shops. Something like that.

I can do a bit of this! Oy, Christmas in February. ^_^

Why make a resolution When one could have a revolution? Modernity elicits valid suspicion In its taming traditions. ...er, that's why I don't make resolutions. ^_^

Fence

If mint weren't in earnest potato would earn it; but as mint's on the ballot, that's what we'll call it. And chocolate to boot? strike that, it's moot. Oh bother ...

Oy, the Festival of Gratitude for Writing Utensils! Huzzah! Or the Fictional Day of Imp-lementing Anecdotal Impressions of Impecunious Relations in Dystopian Fiction.

Oy, I'd never seen the Intelligences set up quite like that. ^_^ ...er, this is mine: qb4txv0h88355 IMP

Oy, thanks Jenna. ^_^ 'Tis a gift. IMP

Er, me?

Oy, you might get a bit better known -- and a bit more help -- if you critiqued others. One tends to get treated in kind. Perhaps dash around reviewing, ...