Seriously. What if you were wearing a favorite shirt?
Prezactamundo!
I will give you laundry issues from beyond the veil of death! WoooOOOOooooo!!!
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
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Seriously. What if you were wearing a favorite shirt?
Prezactamundo!
I will give you laundry issues from beyond the veil of death! WoooOOOOooooo!!!
Seriously. What if you were wearing a favorite shirt?
And I'm thinking explody-forehead-vein is a bitch to clean out of the carpet.
Brain can be hard to get off the ceiling.
IJS.
Buffistas: Callous and strange is our art.
we see that vein in your forehead and think, "Wow. I wonder just how big that thing can get before it pops..."
So before it pops it'll look something like this?
I would put on my favorite shirt just for the occasion.
I'm thinking whatever shirt I was wearing would become my favorite shirt after the splatterfest.
Brain can be hard to get off the ceiling.
IJS.
Oxy-Clean works wonders, but you have to get up there and clean it before it really gets a chance to congeal or harden.
What?
Especially if you have one of those 70's popcorn ceilings.
You know, every once in a while I look about me...at the snow and ice and cold, at the unemployment rate, at the family craziness and I think, "Golly, I miss L.A."
And then you two assholes, Sean and ND, totally validate my choice to put a continent between us.
Thanks, guys!
With love,
MM