Is she 'smores'?

Ahhhh damn. See, I knew I'd end up smacking my head.

Ahhhh, me too.

:facepalm:

I should point out that I have never eaten, or indeed seen in the flesh (so to speak) this thing you call smores.

Hmmm. Interesting. Perhaps the detachment was the very thing that made you able to understand it in the 2D realm.

For us, smores are like 4D.

I wondered the same thing.

It also could be because the subject of Smores came up on the Big Finish forum 'bout a week ago, and I went off and googled them to see what they looked like.

~

For some reason I kept interpreting the s'mores pup as a turkey sandwich... but s'mores makes way more sense.

(Dana -- do you guys not really have s'mores on your side of the pond? I had never considered the they might be more of an American deal...)

Marshmallow, chocolate and turkey sandwich mmmmmm :yum:

;)

I only know of them through American tv and books. And the cellar obviously ;p


First time I came across the name s'mores, there wasn't much context. Just kind of "and then she said she didn't like s'mores. Who the hell doesn't like s'mores? or something like that. So...I dunno why, but i thought they may be like peanut snacks or something?

I found out much later what they were. But they were something like a peanut snack in my head for a few years.

We don't have smores over here either. I only know about them thanks to the disney channel.

When they embarrass me at the mall!

Dogs:

they're good for protection
they growl and bark
they got tags
they go doggy style

Hey! They're ready for the US Marine Corps! ;)

You left out:

• They jump all over you, and invariably scratch you with their huge honkin' nails which are almost impossible to trim
• They get your clothes dirty when they jump all over you
• They scratch the hell out of the door/wall when they want to go outside (or, in the case of the people who owned this house before me, they dig a freakin' hole in the carpet trying to get out)
• They have to be taken outside for walks all the freakin' time
• They leave mud and dirt all over the %$#@! floor and carpet when they return from walks
• They hump your leg (or worse, the legs of total strangers)

And may I reiterate?

• They slobber
• They chew everything in sight
• They're LOUD and obnoxious
• They stink

Cats, on the other hand, aren't/don't do any of these things. All hail CATS!

http://www.infinitecat.com/cat-tales/pics/cats-rule.jpg



Note: Oh, I've had dogs. Plenty of dogs. The reasons I'll never have another are listed above. :rolleyes:

Some dogs slobber. Some don't. Some are destructive. Some aren't. Some hump visitors legs some don't.

We had a cat that used to attack unsuspecting vistors, leaping out at them claws aready when they dared to go upstairs to the bathroom.

Whenever I stay at a house with cats, I rue the day i forget my own towel. Because cats find warm laundry and towels in airing cupboards deliciously comfy and leave their silky fine hairs all over the cloth. Unlike a wire haired breed of dog, cat hairs are so fine they basically weave their way into the material and don't brush off. Dry your face with a towel that's played host to the family cat and you're basically spreading a web of fine hairs onto your face.

Blegh. If it gets anywhere near skin with moisturising cream on it it's particularly horrid.