Mr.Sprinkles is coming up to visit us for the weekend. He is well known for repetetive, though accurate, pronouncements, fine taste in beer, the ability to wake up the next morning and relive the saturnalia of the night before, and his ability to wear jaunty hats.
Mr.Sprinkles appears, at first look, to be a difficult and world-weary man. In fact, he is a difficult and very world-weary man. He has a secret side that is quite sweet, but I won't tell you about that.
He's eleven feet tall, can belch like a geyser, thinks Sprocket possesses only three neurons in her brain (there are definitely more than that), knows more Greek and U.S. Civil War history than anyone should know, actually knows Greek, and builds enormous fires.
All in all, he's just great. Now I must decide if I put him in the closet or suspend him in a hammock from the back of the stairs.
Hmmmm.
Posted by dotty at September 16, 2004 10:49 PMSometimes I have trouble descerning who people actually are out side of DottyLand. (That is a little like Dolly Wood without the huge boobs.) I know who Mr. Sprinkles is; and, the implication that he may have been in the closet, then came out, now you are putting him back in...HA! You have no idea sometimes. Tell him hello for me, and that we could have great fun if all if I did not live in a shoe.
Posted by: BellyRub at September 17, 2004 12:48 PM