Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for October 29, 2014
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October 30, 2014
Transcript:
Alice: Can I have some cotton candy please, Mr. Fretwork? Mr Fretwork: Coming right up! Mr Fretwork: Whoa, these flashback to my insulation laying days are getting intense. Alice: Thank you, Mr. Fretwork.
I reminded my niece, “MAY I have…” and she exploded: “It’s CAN I! CAN I! Aunt Susan says can I!”Aunt Susan is not perhaps the go-to person on these things. And don’t ask her to help with your math homework.
Hmm. I wonder if there’s ever been a case where a small child got into an attic, thought it was filled with cotton candy, and tried to swallow the insulation. Something else to be careful of when baby-proofing a house, I suppose. I remember that I could climb the ladder into my grandmother’s attic by the time I was 4 or 5. Luckily it was just filled with old toys and other treasures, and no insulation.
Nice to see Timmy lending a non-banjo picking hand at Blisshaven. With cotton candy balls that big, there should be a line of kids around the block. Running around the block.
So, the banjo man used to lay that pink-brand insulation in the old days, ehh? Well, he’s making up for it now by giving a doubleplusbig serving of spun sugar to poor little Alice, who will be so jacked that she won’t come down from the ceiling until the weekend! Guilt trip or PTInsulationSD, or just plain frozen by panic, Timmy Fretwork strikes a sympathetic chord….
1. A real danger is getting that stuff stuck in his hair.
2. belgarathmth, a real danger of a kid getting into an attic, one with a fiberboard floor, is that he may fall through the floor. One of my younger daughter’s sisters-in-law (when grown) fell through the attic floor onto the living-room rug. She recovered, but it took awhile.
steverinoCT about 10 years ago
I reminded my niece, “MAY I have…” and she exploded: “It’s CAN I! CAN I! Aunt Susan says can I!”Aunt Susan is not perhaps the go-to person on these things. And don’t ask her to help with your math homework.
neatslob Premium Member about 10 years ago
A wad of cotton candy bigger than she is – that would be a scary snack to Mom!
PoodleGroomer about 10 years ago
Give me an R-38 cotton candy.
Arianne about 10 years ago
Poor Tim! The smoke of the battlefield grows thick around him. This adds a new dimension to his name, Fretwork.
MUGger86 about 10 years ago
You can’t tie an insulation man down!
belgarathmth about 10 years ago
Hmm. I wonder if there’s ever been a case where a small child got into an attic, thought it was filled with cotton candy, and tried to swallow the insulation. Something else to be careful of when baby-proofing a house, I suppose. I remember that I could climb the ladder into my grandmother’s attic by the time I was 4 or 5. Luckily it was just filled with old toys and other treasures, and no insulation.
hamon about 10 years ago
Not a real insulation flashback unless he become insanely itchy
Stellagal about 10 years ago
All that sugar into Alice. That certainly is a scary snack,
Liverlips McCracken Premium Member about 10 years ago
Nice to see Timmy lending a non-banjo picking hand at Blisshaven. With cotton candy balls that big, there should be a line of kids around the block. Running around the block.
Sisyphos about 10 years ago
So, the banjo man used to lay that pink-brand insulation in the old days, ehh? Well, he’s making up for it now by giving a doubleplusbig serving of spun sugar to poor little Alice, who will be so jacked that she won’t come down from the ceiling until the weekend! Guilt trip or PTInsulationSD, or just plain frozen by panic, Timmy Fretwork strikes a sympathetic chord….
Gokie5 about 10 years ago
1. A real danger is getting that stuff stuck in his hair.
2. belgarathmth, a real danger of a kid getting into an attic, one with a fiberboard floor, is that he may fall through the floor. One of my younger daughter’s sisters-in-law (when grown) fell through the attic floor onto the living-room rug. She recovered, but it took awhile.
CougarAllen about 10 years ago
“Never eat anything bigger than your head.” -B. Kliban