Legion World Forums LEGION COMPANION Spaceopoly Kill This Thread XXIX - Learning to Adult!

Everyone's after me Lucky Charms!

I want the horseshoe!

Four-leaf clover for me!

Can I have the balloon too?

Are balloons lucky? I mean, they sure weren't in It!

ARTHUR: Cut down a tree with a herring? It can't be done.

KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh! Aaaugh!

HEAD KNIGHT: Don't say that word.

ARTHUR: What word?

HEAD KNIGHT: I cannot tell, suffice to say is one of the words the Knights of Ni cannot hear.

ARTHUR: How can we not say the word if you don't tell us what it is?

KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh! Aaaugh!

ARTHUR: What, `is'?

HEAD KNIGHT: No, not `is' -- we couldn't get vary far in life not saying `is'.

BEDEVERE: My liege, it's Sir Robin!

MINSTREL (singing): Packing it in and packing it up
And sneaking away and buggering off
And chickening out and pissing off home
Yes, bravely he is throwing in the sponge

ARTHUR: Oh, Robin!

ROBIN: My liege! It's good to see you!

KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh!

HEAD KNIGHT: He said the word!

ARTHUR: Surely you've not given up your quest for the Holy Grail?

MINSTREL (singing): He is sneaking away and buggering off-

ROBIN: Shut up! No, no no-- far from it.

HEAD KNIGHT: He said the word again!

ROBIN: I was looking for it.

KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh!

ROBIN: Uh, here, here in this forest.

ARTHUR: No, it is far from--

KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh!

HEAD KNIGHT: Aaaaugh! Stop saying the word!

ARTHUR: Oh, stop it!

KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh!

HEAD KNIGHT: Oh! He said it again!

ARTHUR: Patsy!

HEAD KNIGHT: Wait! I said it! I said it! Ooh! I said it again!

WHAT! IS! IT!

It's IT!

What is it?

It's IT!

It is a third-person neuter pronoun.

It's so groovy, it's outta sight!

When I'm feeling blue, all I have to do
Is take a look at you, then I'm not so blue
When you're close to me, I can feel your heart beat
I can hear you breathing near my ear
Wouldn't you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love

Blue is my second favorite color after green

It's not easy being green.
It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things.
And people tend to pass you over 'cause you're not standing out like flashy sparkles in the water-
or stars in the sky.

But green's the color of Spring.
And green can be cool and friendly-like.
And green can be big like the ocean, or important like a mountain, or tall like a tree.

Someday we'll find it,
The Rainbow Connection,
The lovers,
The dreamers,
And me

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth?s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

I have never in my life climbed a tree.

I used to climb them a good bit as a youngster. Fun times!

I think I've done it only once or twice.

Oh, I can't help but think most Millennials and later generations missed out because of smart phones, video games, the internet, etc.

It's possible. For me though, it's also the environment (we didn't really have trees where I was growing up).

Like many things of that sort, it seemed a lot more difficult the couple of times I've done it as an adult.

Oh, yeah! The way my joints, back, etc. ache these days, I'd probably be going to the E.R. for making the attempt!

It's like riding a bike. You may not forget how, but there's a ton of long unused muscles that will rebel against you.

You are part of the Rebel Alliance and a traitor!

Oh dear, I must have signed up in my sleep again.

Mr. Sandman send me a dream. Make him the cutest boy that I?ve ever seen.