Yeah, but think of the smugness that awaits the successful suggestor!
Yeah, but think of the smugness that awaits the successful suggestor!
I know, Mouse. I wasn't trying to steal your thunder -- or smugness -- but I was bringing your eminently good idea to HB's attention in a different way.
That's all right then. I'm surprised I actually thought of something good!
More seriously - An axe? A saw?
Or you could be more boring and say a syringe/needle.
How about one of Katie Price's bestsellers?
Wee sleekit, cowrin' tim'rous ... Oh fine then, yes, you can get to feel smug
Oh what a panic's in thy breastie! Love that poem.