Flying pancakes, old camper running away, big foot with the small feet, MS-DOS. Flying pancakes at scout camp as a distribution system minus the syrup. DOS and others, weird that I could understand peoples programs and find their errors for computer science students but I was studying forestry 🤪
Okay, there is no punishment harsh enough for wasting good pancakes. A small-footed, Big Foot; good one, Mark. Ah, a literal interpretation of critical thinking. Sounds like something I might do. Thanks for the smiles and laughs, Mark. Walkman? What about the churros?
Finding the Walkman! Precious fun-makes me recall when a canoe I was in many years ago flipped upside down, going down some rapids on the remote Pestigo River in Wisconsin. The canoe was swamped, no way to contact anyone for many miles, and we feared for our lives. One of the party who had just made the run, and was downriver called out, "I saved your thermos!"
"Don’t be surprised if you end up on the floor covered in orange juice, picking eggs, sausage, and bits of broken plates out of your hair. People don’t like that."
Especially not the people at IHOP, which will make sure you get banned from all of their outlets in your area.
You make my day better. But only if I get pancakes for breakfast. Or waffles. Or frisbee demos. 😉
Thanks, Rebecca. Pancake Frisbee is fun. Try it! 😉
Flying pancakes, old camper running away, big foot with the small feet, MS-DOS. Flying pancakes at scout camp as a distribution system minus the syrup. DOS and others, weird that I could understand peoples programs and find their errors for computer science students but I was studying forestry 🤪
Life is often weird.
Flinging pancakes is about as much fun as trying to stick cooked spaghetti to the ceiling!
Equally enjoyable. You sound as though you speak from experience. 😉
I'll take the Fifth.
Okay, there is no punishment harsh enough for wasting good pancakes. A small-footed, Big Foot; good one, Mark. Ah, a literal interpretation of critical thinking. Sounds like something I might do. Thanks for the smiles and laughs, Mark. Walkman? What about the churros?
Honestly, I don't care for pancakes. I will eat them but would rather have a waffle. Churros don't last long enough to get lost.
Thanks, K.C.
You are right about churros.
Finding the Walkman! Precious fun-makes me recall when a canoe I was in many years ago flipped upside down, going down some rapids on the remote Pestigo River in Wisconsin. The canoe was swamped, no way to contact anyone for many miles, and we feared for our lives. One of the party who had just made the run, and was downriver called out, "I saved your thermos!"
Ha, ha! Get the thermos! Get the thermos!
You always make me laugh, Mark. Keep 'em coming!
Thanks, Kim. 🤓
"Don’t be surprised if you end up on the floor covered in orange juice, picking eggs, sausage, and bits of broken plates out of your hair. People don’t like that."
Especially not the people at IHOP, which will make sure you get banned from all of their outlets in your area.
We only have one, so I'd better be careful.
You had me at "pancakes", Mark.
Until you started flinging them around the room.
YOU know all the fun ways to misbehave!
I can neither confirm nor deny that I tried that.