My little pal Chelsea, now 18, waiting for me to go to bed so she can lick my forehead and purr so loudly that I can't get to sleep. She's a little frail these days, but still rules the house.
Giant bee! Giant bee! Just think of the honey this baby produces..
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I wondered, upon seeing the mite staue, where that photo of me might've come from.
Todd "The Mite" Mason -- I think it works. I will now popularise it on the list.
It was part of a big display on allergies and how they affect you (aimed at kids). Fun museum.
The giant bee and mice look great! We have big banana and big apple here too.
Bargain with the Devil
Cemetery!
Good to see you making time for important things....
;-)
I chose a random pub to stand in for you. Don't know your favorite London pub. Hope we meet there in our retirement.
Cranky, I always think of you when I step into a cemetery and sing your praises ("..and if she were here, she could tell you...").
The geekyZone proposes that:
Costume be made ala Silver Age DC style for...
*TODD MITE*!
Well, the thing about mites is that you can't See them.
One way in which I don't actually resemble a mite...sadly, I'm hard to miss in most circumstances.
I dunno -- I can kind of see the series already, "The Mighty Mite!" with the Mite himself in Kirby pose ready to uh, fight...
dust?
So...would our Aussie friends refer to him as Toddiemite?
Ah... not touching that one, Chuckie. HA HA HA!!!
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