Oh my God, that was awful.

I respectfully request that you push your death back a week. I am going to be very busy next week and can't possibly plan a funeral.

It's not all about you.

Whoa...looking back through this---I didn't sleep as long as I thought.No wonder I'm dragging now.


The floor calls.

I still might do the story should I awake with nothing to do later tonight.

Tomorrow night for sure.

You certainly are exasperating...and I mean in a nice way.

You do undertsand that death makes no appointment,no?






And goddamity!!!!

It is!!!!

Allllright Ralphy, I will give some of my most valuable horsey picks.....but you will have to wait til I get home......I'm currently touring the suburbs looking at Christmas lights and casing out a car I can lift and send to RBE.

!!!!

OK, NightyPooKins everyone.

Do you have one last dying wish?

Perfect! I have $12.89 in my xpressbet ready to be reduced to $0.00.

RudyRudyRudy would like one of those pink Mary Kay Cars if possible !!!

best thing about the holidays are trees. Lots of trees.

Boy do I.

Say!!..that was good!

And as a send off,they want to burn down Alan's space.



It houses everything they fear.

You remind me a little of Gallant.



That may be too much.

Well what a night this one was,SportyFans.



Did you know you can dream in a Nerdy Trail way?

I'm really losing it.

It was like that movie whose name so escapes me I want to call it Papillon,but it's not.




One thing.Sometimes I enjoy Clyding it up in real life.Especially when I am sick of being me.Remember that laundramat cartaker who I scare the dickens out of? I asked her if she believed in SantaClaus while there late afternoon yesterday.I got that "look"...and finally she coughed up a ",well...no!..ha-ha!" I gave her back a look of complete horror and walked away.I heard her yelling.."Oh come on!You can't be seriouus!?" I kept walking without turning around.I gave cognizance to her talking to me by merely sharply shooing her words off by waving my arm;much like a horsey's tail would swat away a fly."Oh no..please! Were you serious?" Another tail swat.

I went back to the deep end of the laundramat's Dryer Death Row.I chose this desolate spot to keep as far away from humans as I could.It also helped my current cause.


Clothes, when drying....resemble brats being shaken in a snow globe.


Anyhoo----I went to fetch one of the fancy clothes carts,you know...the kind with a top bar so as to hang clothes which are meant to be hung on hangers. I did see one up toward the front and to the right;up toward he front and to the right. On the way to it,I came upon a woman who was in the folding process.She had a fully loaded fancy clothes cart waiting it's turn.



I didn't like her act.

I figured she needed sraightening out.

So to her...I says...I says---"Uh, would you mind terribly if I dumped all your clothes right here on the floor so I may use this fancy clothes cart?"




I wish you could have seen the look of stupidity she displayed on that snotface of hers.

The better part was the laundramat caretaker ( who I knew was watching my every move)...she saw this unfold from her watchtower up front and to the left...up front and to the left.Her face was in abject horror.


I relieved the situation by laughing and telling the smug one I was just kidding.




That's all I can talk about right now.

OH



MINE





GOT

Who is this creature?

I'm tired again.



NightyPooKins.