Bitch on the Blog

April 11, 2011


Filed under: Communication — bitchontheblog @ 20:01

Between Looney’s barnacle, Con’s dung beetle and his bestest friend (my earwig), Jean’s monkey and her keeping my bitch on a leash, my hornets (all five of them – four stings blunted), Magpie’s eye for treasure, Ramana’s elephant, gaelikaa’s cow, BHB’s cockroaches (or maybe I remember the fall out of her plumbing wrongly) we make quite a merry little Ark to set off into the next sunset, don’t we? All we now need is a fly: They score high on being irritating. And remember – my favourite Sixties’ fallout saying, with my own lemony twist: Just because 60 million flies eat shit doesn’t mean that shit is on the menu.

Kiss, kiss




  1. I have to admit, Looney’s barnacle is my favorite. Hope he chooses a good location.

    Comment by Cheerful Monk — April 11, 2011 @ 20:31 | Reply

  2. Thanks for saying wrongly. I don’t like adverbs being turned into adjectives.

    Comment by bikehikebabe — April 11, 2011 @ 21:00 | Reply

    • Don’t you go all hoity-toity on me, BHB. I am perfectly able to do so myself – being my own harshest critic.

      So what you will you bring to the Titanic?


      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 11, 2011 @ 21:05 | Reply

  3. Please forgive me for being anti-social, but I was planning on being on the outside of the ark.

    Comment by Looney — April 12, 2011 @ 01:52 | Reply

    • It’s ok, Looney, do what you must. The bit I find worrying, other than missing out on your company, that I have learnt that barnacles bond with the spot they attach to FOR LIFE – head first! You can still apply for more comfortable quarters than the outside of an ark.

      I can see it now – the ark will fall apart: A plank with a little forlorn barnacle swept around the oceans of the world: My name is Looney and I am a barnacle.

      Which, in some ways, is better than having to confess: My name is Ursula and I am me.


      Comment by Ursula — April 12, 2011 @ 18:15 | Reply

  4. As I opened the informative e-mail telling me that BoB had posted the following appeared in that little advertising space at the top of Google Mail’s window:

    MJ Backhouse Wasp Control – No Call Out Fee.

    Comment by Magpie 11 — April 12, 2011 @ 13:03 | Reply

    • Thanks, Magpie. I shall take that in an ironic way and thank my fate that I am not a grey squirrel. I hate grey squirrels. They dug up my best bulbs. Bastards. If I’d had a shooter at five in the morning I’d not been held responsible for my actions. Squirrels second only to snails. Still, why shouldn’t animals be opportunistic in fight for survival as shown by example of their masters, ie humans?

      Come to think of it, I haven’t see a mouse in the house in donkeys’s years. Who wants to stand on a chair all day long?


      Comment by Ursula — April 12, 2011 @ 18:22 | Reply

  5. Treasure? What treasure? Would it were so I could pay for the construction of the Ark.

    Comment by Magpie 11 — April 12, 2011 @ 13:04 | Reply

    • Don’t worry, Magpie. Whether you find tresure or turn out to be a fraud you will be admitted on account of being a bird. The ark being environmentally friendly made from driftwood and string I found earlier this afternoon. But thanks for the offer.

      Bon voyage.

      Comment by Ursula — April 12, 2011 @ 18:25 | Reply

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