"interpretator tots”! i’m howling with laughter!!!

this makes up for the dismemberment of that poor fish.

i hate to argue with dan’s family, but no way does that make up for the fish story. not even close. “but here’s the thing: he isn’t dead“ wtf? ugh.

whoa.........looks like chuckles made pea mad!  how will he make it up to her????

Sorry about the turning stomachs - but think of it this way: I’ve been reliving that hideous catfish experience since the late 70s; maybe now I’ve exorcised it.  But even so I had to put something a bit less extreme up to palliate the horror.  I’m very palliative.  If that’s how to get back on Pea’s good side, I’m prepared to palliate as needed.  Can’t be alienating my hostess - she’s got all my stuff!

i think you can offend your host.  this is america!  we’re not run by dictatators.

Oh Dan...you made me laugh out loud for the first time today...THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

you exorcised it by giving it to all of us!!!

Oh my god that was so funny. I will think about this everytime I have to write a proposal for something.

"i think you can offend your host. this is america! we’re not run by dictatators.”

i think, my dearest bryan, that you’d best stick to giving advice to those MIT freshman and leave Dan alone. He can’t deal with more than two people telling him what to do. and I got blogland covered.

Thank you,
pea
aka the management, the host, dictatator and, in some rare cases, interpretator

i got nothin’ clever here.  just enjoying the post and the comments.  a little too loudly here at work.

I like scalloped interpretators.

a client at work asked me about “repatronizing” her car.

i said, “of course, mrs. blahblahblah, i’ll look into the repatronization right away.”

i don’t think she got it.

Interpretator tots? Tatasty!