Desert, n. An extensive and fertile tract of land producing heavy wheat and vintage crops in colonization prospectuses.
2005 Update: A hostile country destroying the hope, ambition and vitality of youth under unrelenting heat, dessication, gambling, golf and old folk.
Desert: Cheesecake & a cappucino. Oh, wait, it's the other one. Must have been a mirage. ;)
I just saw food as well:) Delicious ice-cream with pecan nuts and hot chocolate sauce...
the other desert? Cactus, vipers and a lot of dry sand.
and that is when you got lucky. Apparently Antarctica is also a desert. Try to cross that one!
Desert - When the spiritual rivers are dammed leaving the thirsty soul damned
Land of opportunity.
Yummy, delicious vipers, Monika. And I might, when I run out of other stories.
Poetry on this site! Good doggie!
You bet, Sal. There's a sucker born every minute and they arrive every thirty seconds in Las Vegas.
Be careful, Doug. I'm one of those who arrives every six months. :)
The desert is also a good place for disposing of people who have disappointed. But I prefer the East River.
To abandon without regard to the welfare of the abandoned, hopefully not in the desert.
Fred, I know. I've read the outcome.
Sal, nothing like a boat ride.
TLP, look up Bierce's definition of Desertion or wait for it here. You'll love it.
Desert: when I think of going to one I break out in a sweat because it's not next to an ocean
Okay I know that's not a definition but it's the best I can do
Desert- makes me feel thirsty and in dire need of taking a shower. The thought of sand reminds me of the beach which in turn reminds me of sand all over me, getting into everything and hence the need to shower to get it all off. I really hate sand! Seriously hate it...
Desert- Verb describing an action Miz BoheMia should take with regards to this comment.
Desert- Noun which provokes a malfunction in bohemians resulting in incessant rambling. Please forgive the inconvenience...
Desert: Where I'd like to banish Blogger for not working correctly these past two days.
Desert: What I will do to Blogger if this trouble continues. So there!
Dessert: What I need now to calm my anger towards Blogger. Anything chocolate will do.
Ooooh! A lot of these comments are too fattening!
Pia, more than good enough.
Miz Bohemia, cowards cut and run, Persian Danish Icelanders never do.
Nice, Jamie Dawn. There's a hershey bar in my pocket.
D, I just deleted the most rude comment about the Hershey bar in your pocket. You should be proud of me. xoxo
I am, Mireille, and glad it was you. I didn't realize how much room for double entendre there was in that comment.
Sorry, J.D., I wasn't trying to be any cruder than a melted chocolate gag.
Doug, you're lucky that it was Mireille who was next in line here. Some people would not have such good control of themselves.
Where Trump goes after destroying NYC.
one of the liveliest place on earth if you are willing to see.
Believe it or not, I've been known to eat more than a few melted candy bars in my life. When you want chocolate badly enough, you're more than willing to lick it off the wrapper.
I'd kill for a S'more right now!
Desert, n. A type of jungle, which has the peculiar property of appearing lifeless when viewed through a windshield.
Go ahead, TLP. I can take it.
Haha, Alice. I thought that was an open sea with his fellow pirates. Nice that the man has options.
You're absolutely right, Sreekesh. I'm a big fan of the desert and if someone thinks it's lifeless just wait'll they get bit.
No problem believing that, Jamie Dawn. I wish you s'more.
Nice use of perspective, a4g. See my comment to Sreekesh. Of course, it's easier to find a spot for your sleeping bag in the desert, but I take your point.
what I would cross for you, if you promise to wait with a tiramisu
qhutmtv: quickly in my hut, i want my MTV
desert (n)-The literal condition of one's mind when one can't think of a play on the word "desert". See writer's block, amnesia, alzheimer's.
I don't mean to desert you, but I'm too sick to be clever.
Desert, n. The dried dust of death from the weary teats of mother earth.
It's where the sand people live.
wow, look at all the clever people!
Karma, I'm just waiting to pour the rum in.
Clearly not, Aral.
EEERRRGGGHHHH! SAND PEEEEEPULLL!!! (how's that)
Oh Doug, you so silly!
We love it.
Ariella, I don't even have to try. Glad you appreciate low humor, although I kind of expect that from a water dog.
Got two words for you Doug.
No further explanation ;)
Marwa, I was waiting for that all day.
Mojave, though ;-)
Yup, I sure thought it was the sweet stuff that you eat after you finish your "diner."
Post a Comment