or click here"Reach for the stars! You're gonna have to, no one on this planet wants anything to do with you."
Sorry guys, recorder meltdown, didn't get this one on audio.
or click here"Reach for the stars! You're gonna have to, no one on this planet wants anything to do with you."
Sorry guys, recorder meltdown, didn't get this one on audio.
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or click here"There was so much blood! Oh, there must have been at least five llamas. Totally unprovoked attack by those puffins. I managed to clip their wings. This is llama turf."
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If anyone can make better sense of that than I did, please give it a go.
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Adam wants you to know that he has never used the word "Mama" either to address his mother, or to reference a hot chick.
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or click here"I just can't get down with mole hills. They scare me. I try to avoid them at all costs."
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Every weekend, we go for a long walk in Richmond Park, where we encounter scores of mole hills. I believe I have mentioned before that Adam is quite accident prone, so he tends to have an especially acrimonious relationship with these mole hills.
Here is the silly little conversation we had upon waking:
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KAREN: | Wait, what did you just say?... (thinking through the fog of sleep)... Mole hills, that's what you said. |
ADAM: | What did I say? |
KAREN: | You talked about mole hills and how disgusting they are. |
ADAM: | Mole hell? |
KAREN: | Mole hills! |
ADAM: | Oh, mole hills... I wonder what mole hell would be like. Lots of light. |
BOTH: | (chuckle at Adam's unerring cleverness) |
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There is an explanation for how this one ends. On July 8 STM was asked to remove his iguana from afternoon tea. Ever since, one of our readers, Stony13, has been campaigning daily— quite eloquently, I must say&mdash for tea rights for iguanas everywhere. As soon as Adam said, "We shall celebrate with tea," I thought to myself, "Oh, Stony's gonna have a field day today!" The fact that Adam then made the same leap just shows how successful Stony13 has been in bringing Iguana tea rights into public consciousness.
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Some time after that, I got up to go pee. As I slipped out of the bed, I heard:
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Perhaps this is how STM responds to abandonment?
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or click here"I'm in a totally zen-like state… Can't you tell how fucking zen I am?!"
or click here"Shoot the wig! Shoot it! Don't let it get up again. Oh, that's the third rabid toupee we've had this week. Something wrong. Very wrong."
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or click here"I've got muscles. They're just sleeping. Don't wake them. Let them sleep."
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And finally, his awakening (transcript in notes):
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STM: | BUNCH OF ARSE |
ADAM: | Oooh? |
KAREN: | (sleepy stretching sound) |
ADAM: | Oh, you were asleep. I'm so sorry I woke you! |
KAREN: | No, I wasn't asleep. |
ADAM: | I woke you. |
KAREN: | You didn't. |
ADAM: | Didn't I? |
KAREN: | I was just lying here quietly. |
ADAM: | Quietly fucking snoring... I'm sorry. |
KAREN: | Was not! How would you know, you were sleeping. |
ADAM: | I'm joking. |
KAREN: | Do you know what you yelled? |
ADAM: | Um... It finished with arse. So, I'll give you three options. |
KAREN: | Mm-hmm? |
ADAM: | Big arse... Fat arse... or... You're an arse. |
KAREN: | Nope. You yelled: Bunch. Of. Ass. Bunch of ass. |
ADAM: | Pretty image. I have no reason why. I like your bunch of arse, though. Pretty. |
KAREN: | Thank you. |
or click here"Scales. Must have scales. And razor claws. I want some feathers. And a goggly thing on its head. Yeahhh. Dinochicken. Awesome! I feel like a god. All right, what's next? Guineapigasaurus. Bring it on!"
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or click here(whispering) "Shhhh. I have to tell you this. But I have to be quiet, or I'll get in trouble. (normal tone now) Midgets. You know, small people. People of pathetic height, I think that's what they're called. Yeah. Diminutive folk... in drag, scare the shit out of me. But only in drag. Don't know why. Must be something from my childhood. Mmm-Hmm. Scary shit though."
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First of all, I found this bizarre noise. Having ruled out me or Molly, we determined that this can only be either Adam or an EVP of something from the spirit world:"Flowers for the lovers, schnapps for the thinkers, death to the vegetarians… I don't care if you eat fish, you give yourself that stupid name, you deserve all you get."
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Creepy.
Before this next one, I wish to send a personal message out to Lauren, our vegan friend. Lauren, Adam loves you, and he totally respects your lifestyle choice.
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And the reveal:
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KAREN: | You said, "Flowers for the lovers-" |
ADAM: | That's nice. |
KAREN: | No, shut up and listen. |
ADAM: | Oh sorry. |
KAREN: | "Flowers for the lovers, schnapps for the thinkers, death to the vegetarians!" |
ADAM: | Mmm. So the vegetarians are getting it again. |
KAREN: | Poor vegetarians. |
ADAM: | I've had enough of degrading animals, I'm now back on the veggies... Now, what was it for the thinkers? |
KAREN: | "Schnapps." |
ADAM: | Schn- schn-... Schnapps! |
KAREN: | ... Is that how you guys say it? |
ADAM: | How do you say it? |
KAREN: | "Schnapps." |
ADAM: | "Schnapps." You sound so posh. |
KAREN: | I'm sorry, it's German! |
ADAM: | Schna- Well we're English. |
KAREN: | "Schnaaaaaapps." What's funny is you say it with an American pronunciation and we say it with an English pronunciation. Since when do you guys say "schnaaa-aaaa" for anything? |
ADAM: | I'm probably pronouncing it wrong, but I pronounce it "schnapps." Schnahhhpps. Ha! Sounds funny. Schnahhhhps. Ahhhhhhh. Schnahhpps (giggles) It tickles me. |
If you listen closely to the beginning of this one, you'll hear that Molly is scratching on our bedroom door to come in."If that shark thinks it's coming to bed for a cuddle, it's got another thing coming. God, it's all me me me with that fucker."
or click here"I will not play horsey. I can't play horsey anymore. Neigh! No! Bollocks. No more!"
or click here"Dohhhhh, bollocks! The graffiti monkey struck again. Damn him."
That one can probably be explained with a reminder that we are at the tail-end of a 10-day visit from the kids. Then, apropos of nothing:
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And then the wake up:
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STM: | SQUID SHIT! |
ADAM: | Fuck... I hate waking up like that. |
KAREN: | (laughs)... I wasn't touching you or anything. |
ADAM: | Why not. Why weren't you touching me? |
KAREN: | Come here, I'll pet you... Did you actually see squid shit? |
ADAM: | What shit? |
KAREN: | What shit? |
ADAM: | I woke up saying "fuck off." |
KAREN: | No. |
ADAM: | Oh? I didn't? |
KAREN: | I heard "squid shit." |
ADAM: | That doesn't sound anything like "fuck off." |
KAREN: | No. |
ADAM: | What does squid shit sound like? |
KAREN: | SQUID SHIT! |
ADAM: | You heard that? |
KAREN: | Yeah. |
ADAM: | I bet it's inky. |
And finally, there is this roundabout conversation that is simply too long for me to transcribe:
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or click here"The little people are taking over! Better break out that secret stash of rainbow pencils. That'll keep them busy for a while. Eeky."
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Sorry guys, audio didn't come out on this one."If you want me to be honest, then I have to say, your arse makes those jeans look small... Well, you did ask."
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Sorry for our mysterious absence, everyone! Allow me to explain:"We've got some serious stealth chickens on our hands. They lay so quietly. They're stupid and sneaky, with their scratching and pecking and... bagawking."
We went on holiday for three days, and I went to all this trouble to pre-schedule fabulous posts from the nest-egg. But, I screwed something up with Saturday and Sunday's posts, which is why you were all left hanging for two days, and why Monday's post didn't acknowledge the lapse. But now we're back!
We took Adam's kids for three days glamping on a goat farm. Of the three nights, Adam only talked one of them, but those few mutterings were clearly inspired by reality.
First there was this one:
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There were two particular chickens who liked to spend their days rooting around in the dirt outside our cabin. One of them would even hop inside for a visit every day. Here's our special chicken:
Outside our cabin was a hill. Sitting atop that hill was a plastic tractor. That sturdy little tractor spent its entire day, every day, being pushed up then ridden down the hill by children. That probably accounts for this gem:"This is MY tractor, and if I wanna roll it down the hill, I bloody will. Back off. I'm going down. Weeee! Heh heh heh."
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And here's Adam, taking his turn on the tractor. Note that it went a bit better for STM than it did for Adam:
And, apropos of nothing, here is me snuggling with a few of the farm's 900 goats:
I promise that, on some day when you least expect it, I will post all of the quotes that were supposed to appear over the weekend!
or click here"Butt cheeks ahoy! There she blows! You know, you can't be a pirate if you haven't got a beard. I said so. MY boat, MY rules."
Ah ha! The pirates are back! Who could possibly forget this absolute classic from January 14:
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Hey Americans, "can't be arsed" = "can't be bothered"
or click here"Although I like cherry and lemon and meringue and key-lime— mmmm, yes— and pecan, generally I'm not a big pie person."
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And a couple of minutes later,
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And the reveal!
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KAREN: | You said, "You know what I'm gonna do?" (laugh) Okay: "You know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to make a turd biscuit. It's like a shit sandwich, but for kids." |
ADAM: | Is that— a shit sandwich being a bad thing sandwiched between two nice things? |
KAREN: | Like how you're supposed to tell people who work for you that they have to improve something? |
ADAM: | Yeah. When you tell your kid they have to do better. |
KAREN: | Except that, if you think about it, cookies— biscuits— it's all mixed together as one thing. |
ADAM: | (confused muttering that I can't possibly transcribe, then...) Oh yeah. |
KAREN: | So I wonder how that changes how you tell your children. |
ADAM: | Oh, they can't digest it, it all gets mixed up with them anyway. Unless you make it into a turd biscuit sandwich. |
KAREN: | Like a turd oreo. |
ADAM: | Yeah. New flavor! |
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Ah, STM turned art critic! Of course, as we know, this isn't the first time STM has shown his artistic acumen. Remember this, from February 1?
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Hahaha, escape goat, get it?
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or click here"I thought about quitting. I also thought about driving my fist through your skull. Not sure which I'll do first."
Adam didn't want me to include this one, he thought it was lame. But I think it's hilarious that he goes for this joke-- presumably about someone's brain being shit, or listening through their ass-- and utterly fails. I mean, how else would you be listening?
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Tony, Vince, that's just STM talking. Adam loves his job and has never expressed an urge to either quit or to beat either of you up.
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