Maybe. Perhaps. Interesting.
So you read every detail.
Of most things, yes. Of multi-quotes…no. RMHPH is awesome…but I can’t read the multiple multi-quotes. Character flaw perhaps. 
I take great comfort in knowing that you have one. Otherwise, we might have to start a religion around you. 
And thanks for the “awesome” comment. 
Just for that, I’ll single-quote any replies to, of, or about you from now on, k?
Wow TF, that photo was… disgusting. Of course you found the green Jell-O one. Ew.
I can see it now… Crazy flashing lights around a portrait of Malcom Reynolds, and pirate broadcasts in deep sonorous tones…
Possibly… 
That one is a favorite of the hubby’s side of the family. Ick, yuck, and gross.
Only in layers, as in shepherd’s pie. And only if it’s made with real shepherds.
See, there’s something else I don’t like to do. Mix foods up. As in, they can’t touch each other. Gravy can touch almost anything but the green bean casserole can’t touch the 'taters which can’t touch the stuffing (at least not too much) which can’t touch the cranberries, etc, etc. My mother HATED me when I was little!
What about margarita flavor? It’s still green, but it’s designed around alcohol. How can that not be a wonderful thing? What better way to introduce kids to the wonders of mixed drinks?
Oh. My. Gods. And I thought I had issues!
I have to agree there. Cool Whip and Jell-O should never intermingle. That frothy gelatinous cream stuff has the most appalling texture. Even if it tastes good, it just feels awful.
That’s why I’m not a real huge fan of Jell-O to begin with. And why I hate gummy-anything and oatmeal…
Sorry, falling behind. Does the above make up for my tardiness?
Very nicely, thank-you!
Just be sure to keep the woman with god in her breasts away…my wife will get really jealous.
Are you suggesting that we should worship him aurally?
that was aurally, not orally. I’ve said it before, you’re a bad man, Poofy
I knew I had my Latin right.
Of course you did. Lady D just has a dirty mind.
GR you have over 4000 posts. Does that make you a OGOGOGOG or a OG to the fourth power?
I know, I’m not an OG, and I don’t wanna step on any toes by posting here, but I just have to weigh in on the jell-o discussion…
That is the most frightening thing I’ve ever heard of. Except possibly this jell-o thing my grandma makes with lime jello, pears, and cream cheese. shudder
That’s why I’m not a real huge fan of Jell-O to begin with. And why I hate gummy-anything and oatmeal…
My hatred of jell-o stems from a hospital stay when I was 7 and on a liquid diet. Super tough lemon-chicken broth jell-o is revolting. To this day, the only way I can handle jell-o is if it’s full of liquor…
Ok, now I’ll slink back to alpaca-dom…
ExacTly…
I think we are to obsessed with jello.
Here it is, my 1000th post. I am now officially an OG. 1 more female has been admitted to the boys club. Mind your manners now, gentlemen.
Yay!!!
PS Step by step, the women are taking over the boys club… muwahahaha