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...while I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of footwear gently rapping, rapping at my cupboard door.
" 'Tis some lonely shoes," I muttered, "tapping at my cupboard door;
Only this, and nothing more."... |
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see now this is why I want bonus voting buns [+][+] despite the Title I don't get and clumsy afterthoughted "control panel". Nice tagteaming hippo and xandram. |
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My wife's closet would sound like a chorus line. [ ] |
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They could be set to only start dancing when the door's opened. |
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Took a minute to get the title, I was thinking <why not Imelda choose me? and why does this Jimmy have so many shoes anyway?> |
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It would have taken me the rest of my life to get the
title. I finally Googled it. |
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I like your addition, [FT]. I could live with that, just
to see those shoes tapping away. [+] |
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I imagine this is rather similar to how sharing a house with Michael Flatley would be. Horrific idea, xenzag! I'm now imagining a Reservoir Dogs type scenario, where you are tied to a chair in an old, abandoned warehouse and Riverdance plays loudly in the background as Michael Madsen comes clog dancing towards you armed with a straight razor. |
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