French fusion
I spent a weekend at an astronomical observatory with an eclectic group of international scholars, including two French astronomers very much in love. They were so cute and romantic. It was as if they were a single fused personality, with each completing the other's sentences.

I unwisely got into the back seat of a car with the French astronomers in the front seat, and we went driving around the mountain top. I thought the male half was driving, but he was only working the pedals. The female half was doing the steering, and in truth they really weren't a single coordinated person. Their lack of coordination caused them to lose control coming down a steep narrow washboard dirt road. We fish tailed back and forth and nearly flipped the car.

Love hurts, as they say.
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Sun 27 Jul 2014, 10:12, 4 replies)

Has someone hijacked this account,
with intent to post coherent stories?
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 28 Jul 2014, 9:03, closed)

Was that actually coherent?
The syntax, grammar and spelling were all good, but something was definitely awry.
(eViLegion Chief Commissioner of the Scottish Lunacy Board, Mon 28 Jul 2014, 12:50, closed)

I understood it, which was a bonus.

( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 28 Jul 2014, 13:38, closed)

Bloody wimmin drivers eh? EH???

(Dr Doctor Can't you see I'm burning burning?, Mon 28 Jul 2014, 13:57, closed)