Why did I wear a wrap skirt on a windy day?
Wearing a skirt in Chicago is a gamble every day.
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Why did I wear a wrap skirt on a windy day?
Wearing a skirt in Chicago is a gamble every day.
Robots won't live on into the afterlife. Don't be silly. Or, perhaps more accurately, mummified servants and pets stand similar chances of making it to the afterlife to yours.
What about a robot... with a soul?
Which reminds me of the episode of The Brak Show where Thunderclese dies and goes to heaven: "I'm a robot. I shouldn't even be here!"
Thanks for the advice and links, both! I shall check them out pronto.
Seriously, if I had more than two cats to provide for, I'd go the full-metal-lawyer route, but as long as I can write up something relatively simple (so that my estate goes to my brothers with "please use it for the kids as you see fit") that will make life easier, that would be great. Being that there's a whole damn house to dispose of now, my 'estate' has some bling-bling in it.
Fred Phelps crazy is beyond my comprehension.
I feel like warmed up ass today. I have about 1 day a week like this. I'd like it to stop. It' not enough to keep me home, but I go through the whole day feeling behind and draggy and knowing I am missing half of what needs attention.
sorry about the dragginess, msbelle.
I am cold and I am tired. I would like a nap but instead am going to the hospital.
That picture makes me think of bukkake snowballing.
Someone has to say it.
at least it wasn't milk
Why did I wear a wrap skirt on a windy day?
Accident prone people DO exist!
(sorry, I couldn't resist)
I need to do up my will and stuff. I've been saying that for about a decade, but it might happen someday.
I'm leaving my retirement $ to my sis and her GF. (Didn't need a will for that.) Otherwise I don't have much to will away... hmmm, I wonder who would want a 48 year old car....
the corpulent false prophet Jerry Falwell, who spent his entire life prophesying lies and false doctrines like "God loves everyone".
You know, I don't remember ever hearing those exact words coming out of Falwell's mouth, but I'm all in favor of putting the conflicting flavors of hate-filled crazy together in one room and letting them fight it out.
ack! Why can't I get to google? (Not being able to open google always makes me feel like the world is ending.)