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No yukking..not even from Sighty Poo
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We've Gone Delirious |
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Really?
She hasn't been very active either. They must be conspiring to do something bad. There goes my short lived era of good feeling. |
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#3
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Toss EasyBake into that mix.
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Where would we be without the hot tamale,Gooey?
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God...no sooner I said and---ppphhhtt!!
That's 4 now. They're plotting to kill me. Cat-Girl-Do and Honula are also in on it. That makes 6. Phooey. |
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#6
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What is charisma?
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I think we need another Waits song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KX4apvTdvzE Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you 'Cause falling in love just makes me blue, Well the music plays and you display Your heart for me to see, I had a beer and now I hear you Calling out for me And I hope that I don't fall in love with you. Well the room is crowded, people everywhere And I wonder, should I offer you a chair? Well if you sit down with this old clown, Take that frown and break it, Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it, And I hope that I don't fall in love with you. Well the night does funny things inside a man These old tom-cat feelings you don't understand, Well I turn around to look at you, You light a cigarette, I wish I had the guts to bum one, But we've never met, And I hope that I don't fall in love with you. I can see that you are lonesome just like me, And it being late, you'd like some some company, Well I turn around to look at you, And you look back at me, The guy you're with has up and split, The chair next to you's free, And I hope that you don't fall in love with me. Now it's closing time, the music's fading out Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout. Well I turn around to look at you, You're nowhere to be found, I search the place for your lost face, Guess I'll have another round And I think that I just fell in love with you. |
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Hillary Clinton 2016: The "Extremely Careless" Leadership America Needs! |
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I know you served up that softball as a piece offering.
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Well that took long.
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In fact..it's taking so long that I now know the fix is in.
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#12
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We've all been learning vodoo....
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Quote:
Are you attending, maybe attending, no I'm not attending, awaiting reply if you are attending. Replies may only be posted if you are a secret member of the FF book society. |
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Merciful Mother of God!!!!
thud!! |
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Quote:
by the way)....it's nothing I probably could attend any how.And FF Book is nothing more than a meet up group endorsed by Jason Pollock. |
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I must now go and do that daunting and disgusting task---washy clothesy.
Phooey. If I feel cruel tonight...I will play my noodle film of Sighty-poo's getting ready for bed routine...and outfit. |
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I am back and in a cruel mood.
But every time I try to put my noodle film on i-net space.....Sighty won't cooperate. She wears only pink,semi thongs...and does loin flexors on the floor next to her bed in preparation for sleepy-poo.. Then,when she sees my film running...she grabs her black waist ribbon,plays the last part of Loan Me on her stereo ....and starts danicng a jig around the room,spinning and waving that filthy bwr at me....with the Kooly-aid smile flashing. Then I beak into hysterics and can't type anymore. |
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I think I'm off Suffy-poo's Vacay Post Card List.
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OK you little monsters...beddy-poo time.
SIGHTY!!!.......stop it!!!! Goodnightypoo-kins http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qjo15n0mGU |