*puts on bathrobe and slippers. yawns. shlups into the kitchen. yawns again. opens cupboard and pulls out cup and “that”. prepares it. shlups over to Gigi’s house and rings bell*
P: But what about breakfast?
A: You’ve had it.
P: First breakfast, yes, But what about second breakfast?
A:
M: I don’t think he knows about second breakfast, Pip.
P: But what about elevenses? Luncheon? Dinner, supper? He knows about them, doesn’t he?
M: I wouldn’t count on it, Pip.
Early morning ” peep me up ” , just what I desparately needed ! But where the heck did the bird come from ? I’ve heard of pheasant under glass but this is ridiculous !!!
What is it??
It’s a tiny cupa chick
Might be a cup of soup. Chickpee by the looks of it.
“ELEVENSES.” Hooray for the Paddington reference!
Mr. Aragorn is perhaps a gentleman of Quail-i-Tea
“Honey, we have company. How many times to I have to tell you not to use the Cheep china teacups for guests?!”
YAY
*waves pompoms, getting pompom bits all over the floor*
There she goes again.
*grooooooan*
Orange Peepkoe. My favorite tea.
BWAHAHAHA!!
That looks like a demitasse–a little espresso cup. Which means that that’s a seriously tiny little birdie. Cheep cheep!
Really, you shouldn’t make fun of chick because of her small cup size.
*nostalgic bit*
“O NO U DI-unt!!!”
LMAO!!!!!!!!!
hahahahahha!!
+1
I’ve run out, can I borrow a cup of that?
*puts on bathrobe and slippers. yawns. shlups into the kitchen. yawns again. opens cupboard and pulls out cup and “that”. prepares it. shlups over to Gigi’s house and rings bell*
“Hi Gigi! Here’s a cup of this stuff. Enjoy!”
heh heh heh
delightful
“To shlup” :LOL:
Accept cup form Queen of Dork with gracious thank yous and closes door.
Pops cute little cick in nouth.
Ahhh that its the spot!
“Shlup.” LOL! Best word today! It exactly describes me in my slippers in the morning. Before and during coffee, to be exact. Yes.
P: But what about breakfast?
A: You’ve had it.
P: First breakfast, yes, But what about second breakfast?
A:
M: I don’t think he knows about second breakfast, Pip.
P: But what about elevenses? Luncheon? Dinner, supper? He knows about them, doesn’t he?
M: I wouldn’t count on it, Pip.
*Pippin gets an apple to the face*
“Second breakfast” reminds me of Bilbo Baggins in The Hobbit. The day in his hobbit hole always included at least two breakfastses.
Just a little tea please. A peck or so.
Must.. carefully… cuddle… fluffy… teeny… chick…
T-bird
hee hee
Fleurdamour wins the internet!
I second that win and vote for conformation.
oops, “confirmation”, sorry….
Awww, shucks. (blushes and shuffles feet)
PS – It’s also an eggcup.
Early morning ” peep me up ” , just what I desparately needed ! But where the heck did the bird come from ? I’ve heard of pheasant under glass but this is ridiculous !!!