Maybe we are, and maybe we aren't.

Never can tell these days.

Oh, there are ways...

Perhaps

Quietly, I tell you there is no perhaps, it is.

Really, I think I've lost track of this conversation.

Sometimes I wonder, too, pF.

The subject of this conversation has changed so many times, who can truly know?

Do you think there might be someone who does?

If there is, could they tell us?

Unless I miss my guess, my post following #5048 should have began with a "U". I goofed ... sorry. :(

Very much seems to be a pattern around here.

Well, I suppose so.

X-trainer (or cross trainer) is another term for an elliptical trainer. I guess I should use mine more often.

Yes, we all probably should, instead of spending so much time on our computers.

Zzzzzz....Oops, sorry, I think I must have dozed off.

Awake, for morning is at hand.

By the way, if you do wake up ... breakfast will soon follow. :boink:

Cereal is a good way to start.

Don't always eat cereal. Sometimes I prefer toast with Vegemite.

Eat, drink and be merry ... cuz' what's the point of not eating, not drinking and not being merry?

Fantasize about a world where we could eat and drink all we want with no health consequences.

Good idea.

Having a brownie fantasy right now!

Ice cream is featuring in mine right now.

Just a minute ... why don't we take those two fantasies and have a fantasy picnic. :)

Kiwifruit on pavlova also features in my fantasy. :slurp:

Love to try some, pinkFlames.

May I also have a taste, pF?

Never knew kiwi could be so sexy. :wink:

Oh, yeah, especially when served on ... er ... by Pixie ladies. :boink:

Prefer to eat off a Pixie gentleman, myself.

Quite so. Have you noticed that the Pixie ladies seem to prefer that while the Pixie guys seem to prefer eating the Pixie gals? Oh oh, did I say that? :)

Really think you're trying to lead me astray there, Dicksbro. (Not that I'm complaining).

Seems DB is always up to something. Or perhaps his 'something' is always up?! :tongue:

That can't be helped when there are such lovely ladies about.

Undeniably the feeling is mutual.

Visions ... yes, that's it ... visions of loveliness.

Wetness abounds in Pixieland.

X'actly. We tend to be a moist crowd. :)