Oh I forgot, when my wife found him, he had our mail. Apparently he stopped by our mailbox on his adventure.
That's insane troll logic!
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Gudanov - Mar 29, 2006 5:28:59 pm PST #6092 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Trudy Booth - Mar 29, 2006 5:29:47 pm PST #6093 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
So, Gud, what are you going to put over the backyard to keep him in? (I remember the crib.)
A giant fucking clown.
Nicole - Mar 29, 2006 5:30:26 pm PST #6094 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Except for clowns.
Might want to install a new clown-face lock on that gate, Gud.
"I'm having an adventure!"
What a cutie. Sort of but not really like when my dog Bailey used to get out of the yard at my old house and when I'd finally track him down, he always had this happy look on his face like, "I found soooo many new smelly spots to pee on! Isn't that cool?"
brenda m - Mar 29, 2006 5:31:46 pm PST #6095 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Heh. Our sheepdog used to dig out under the fence and once we only found her because she'd apparently decided to attend a barbeque like three miles away.
DCJensen - Mar 29, 2006 5:39:00 pm PST #6096 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
I had a "What the fuck?" moment last night, as I serenely drank my fifth can from my 12-pack of Diet Orance Crush I bought last week.
This is what caught my eye:
Contains: Carbonated water, high fructose corn syrup, citric acid, malic acid, potassium benzoate (preservative), Aspartame, sodium citrate, gum acacia, concentrated orange juice, natural flavors, yellow 6, glycerol ester of wood rosin, red 40.
total carb: 5g sugars
I mean... WTF??
billytea - Mar 29, 2006 5:42:06 pm PST #6097 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Oh I forgot, when my wife found him, he had our mail. Apparently he stopped by our mailbox on his adventure.
One time my brother took off with M's purse, and when she found him it turns out that he'd emptied all the mailboxes along the street, and left her credit cards in return.
Trudy Booth - Mar 29, 2006 5:44:41 pm PST #6098 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
It would be wrong to dress as a clown, wait outside the gate, and then leave him alone in the yard, right?
And maybe make some sort of tempting noise? Like an ice cream truck or that circus music?
Wrong.
Scrappy - Mar 29, 2006 5:45:44 pm PST #6099 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
When I was about 4, I took my mom's checkbook and saw an address on the corner of the checks (though this was before I could really read). I thought address meant letter, so I ripped out all the checks and mailed them in a the mailbox on the corner. I actually remember doing this and feeling like I was being very helpful and grown up.
The mailman returned them the next day.
P.M. Marc - Mar 29, 2006 5:46:43 pm PST #6100 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Tell him that there are invisible clowns just outside the fence?
My mother and my cousin both did similar things.
Old Stanley Botting found my mother a half-mile away from the homestead and brought her back in his buggy.
DCJensen - Mar 29, 2006 5:50:18 pm PST #6101 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
It was up to 55 degrees here today. now we are hearing thunder. Spring, here we come!