The Thursday Threesome, that is.
Onesome: Lions. How late do you lie in, or are you an early bird? “fess up, no lying here.
When given my druthers (on those rare mornings, every other Saturday at the most frequent), when Margie’s “on duty” with Katherine and there’s nothing else to drag me out of bed, I’ll usually sleep in until ten or eleven.
I am definitely a Night Owl, which means there’s probably something terribly wrong about my getting up at 5 a.m. for work during the week.
Twosome: Tigers. What brings out the tiger in you? Interpret this how ever you want, just warn us if it is rated other than pg *grin*.
Margie. Further deponent sayeth not (given the PG rating).
Threesome: Bears. Bare it all for us. We always complain about the parts of our bodies we don’t like. So here, tell us your favorite part of your body…
Hrm. Not much there I’m particularly fond of, though some parts I give more attention than others (oop, must watch that damned rating). For public consumption, I’d say my eyes. Sure, they’s myopic and require all sort of correction. But they provide me with so much joy and happiness, I’d dearly hate to lose them.
Plus they’re an interesting brown/green combo.
After that would come my vocal chords (since I clearly like to hear myself talk), and my teeth (which were crooked and are now tetracycline-stained, but which have damned fine enamel on them).