"I'll Take 'Expressions That Sound Dirty But Really Aren't For 500,' Alex"

Welly-wanging.

No ovine accessories required.

The funny thing? Whenever I see an article like this (say, about trebuchets or pumpkin chunkin'), my first reaction is always, "Cool. Wish I had one."

Our first Halloween in our current house, we went to a neighbor's trick or treating. The teenaged daughter and her dad were putting together a working catapault in their driveway for a high school physics project. The Llama-ettes will go to that school some day and I sincerely hope the project is still on the curriculum.

Yips! to mad-scientist LB Buddy for the linky.

UPDATE: Oh, and Bobgirrl is calling us Llamas out again on gawgle-searches. I think "welly-wanging" ought to put the smack down nicely:

Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging. Welly-wanging.

How you do like that action, girlfriend?

UPDATE DEUX: Or how 'bout Kelly Ripa and a jackhammer?

The imagination boggles.