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Shush...I don't think it's only chocolate.......
Shush...I don't think it's only chocolate.......
So, elsewhere on the site we have girls with swords, and a girl without a sword, and @GeorgeL's men with very BIG swords. I present Squirrels with a sword.......
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I think one of these guys has had a few pieces of silver...Which makes me wonder, who paid the caterer's bill for the Last Super, with all the events that followed?
Matthew 26:18 is one of the most maddening verses in the whole Bible - 'Go into the city to a certain man an tell him "The Teacher says, my time is near. I shall eat the Passover at your house ..."' Who is this 'certain man'? How do the disciples know who he is and where to find him? Is that some kind of a password? We never learn anything more about him or his house, or how he came to play a rather crucial part in setting the stage for the story.I think one of these guys has had a few pieces of silver...
He was an ancestor of Stan Goldman's I believe...Matthew 26:18 is one of the most maddening verses in the whole Bible - 'Go into the city to a certain man an tell him "The Teacher says, my time is near. I shall eat the Passover at your house ..."' Who is this 'certain man'? How do the disciples know who he is and where to find him? Is that some kind of a password? We never learn anything more about him or his house, or how he came to play a rather crucial part in setting the stage for the story.
There's also the bit that isn't mentioned where they need a room with a table for 26, because even though there are only 13 of them, they all sit on the one side of the table.Matthew 26:18 is one of the most maddening verses in the whole Bible - 'Go into the city to a certain man an tell him "The Teacher says, my time is near. I shall eat the Passover at your house ..."' Who is this 'certain man'? How do the disciples know who he is and where to find him? Is that some kind of a password? We never learn anything more about him or his house, or how he came to play a rather crucial part in setting the stage for the story.
They gave him the early draft of this Bible thing and he said, even if you say it's going to be a bestseller, hell especially if it's going to be that... I want nothing to do with this kind of publicity, I run a well-respected establishment, keep my name out of this.Matthew 26:18 is one of the most maddening verses in the whole Bible - 'Go into the city to a certain man an tell him "The Teacher says, my time is near. I shall eat the Passover at your house ..."' Who is this 'certain man'? How do the disciples know who he is and where to find him? Is that some kind of a password? We never learn anything more about him or his house, or how he came to play a rather crucial part in setting the stage for the story.
oho and me not clean when found spider only start scream and loudy singing then mama must catch spider or me sent mine kitties to take care of they like mosquitos and bugs also spiders to ugly to touch ble me think kittie faster hug or kiss snake than touch ugly spider meow also if u no know who make ur friend spider go sand maybe was this second spider becuse spiders are cannibals like squirrels rodents but more often and becuse of this is hard to breed spidersSomething completely random to share... and I don't even know why I want to share it. But anyway...
I had a 'pet' spider near a couch which I use as a bed as well. When I found him (or her... I haven't asked it which gender it was) a few weeks ago, there was already a small pile of dead flies and other corpses of smal insects beneath his silk woven lair.
I was about to clean the mess but changed my mind. Why not let him keep doing his job when I'm obviously less skillful in taking care of bugs in my room?
I didn't make him sign a formal contract or anything, but we made a pact which basically says if he keeps doing his job without bothering me, I won't bother him doing what he does.
Since then, I have periodically checked on him and he had been always perched on his net without moving a single leg. The only sign that told me he wasn't dead was the size of the pile which was constantly growing. He was truly talented in his job, so I was happy about our mutually beneficial agreement.
But this morning, I found him fallen dead on the floor, curled in to a little ball among scattered bug corpses he had been producing. After showing my respect, I was about to clean up the mess finally then I realized there was another spider nearby. A widow, relative? I don't know.
In any case, I suppose I better ask her if she'd want to inherit the agreement so that she can do her job in his stead. As she is obviously much interested in tying up victims, I suppose we may even have some common taste.
But this morning, I found him fallen dead on the floor, curled in to a little ball among scattered bug corpses he had been producing. After showing my respect, I was about to clean up the mess finally then I realized there was another spider nearby. A widow, relative? I don't know.
oho and for kittie this website not working almost all last sunday and also all other websites was working internet too perfecatly meowWell, spiders don't live forever, I suppose.
This is as good a place as any to say that if I don't seem to be posting as much content as usual, it's for two reasons, I'm quite busy with other things at the moment, and for some reason my internet is going through a slow patch, uploading files to this site is horribly slow. It was taking 10 to 15 minutes to post a single post with pictures yesterday. Maybe I just need a break?
oho maybe u talk with squirrel in free time about important thigs meow?!Well, spiders don't live forever, I suppose.
This is as good a place as any to say that if I don't seem to be posting as much content as usual, it's for two reasons, I'm quite busy with other things at the moment, and for some reason my internet is going through a slow patch, uploading files to this site is horribly slow. It was taking 10 to 15 minutes to post a single post with pictures yesterday. Maybe I just need a break?
Are you sure it’s not the same spider, but he just shed his exoskeleton?Something completely random to share... and I don't even know why I want to share it. But anyway...
I had a 'pet' spider near a couch which I use as a bed as well. When I found him (or her... I haven't asked it which gender it was) a few weeks ago, there was already a small pile of dead flies and other corpses of smal insects beneath his silk woven lair.
I was about to clean the mess but changed my mind. Why not let him keep doing his job when I'm obviously less skillful in taking care of bugs in my room?
I didn't make him sign a formal contract or anything, but we made a pact which basically says if he keeps doing his job without bothering me, I won't bother him doing what he does.
Since then, I have periodically checked on him and he had been always perched on his net without moving a single leg. The only sign that told me he wasn't dead was the size of the pile which was constantly growing. He was truly talented in his job, so I was happy about our mutually beneficial agreement.
But this morning, I found him fallen dead on the floor, curled in to a little ball among scattered bug corpses he had been producing. After showing my respect, I was about to clean up the mess finally then I realized there was another spider nearby. A widow, relative? I don't know.
In any case, I suppose I better ask her if she'd want to inherit the agreement so that she can do her job in his stead. As she is obviously much interested in tying up victims, I suppose we may even have some common taste.
I'm sure it's a different one because I just found that he's still alive! When I touched his legs, he wiggled them a bit before stopping all movements again.Are you sure it’s not the same spider, but he just shed his exoskeleton?