Outing myself as dummy: what is the root thing about? I see it, it seems funny, but I know not what it is.
'Not Fade Away'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am having a crap week mayself. I got home on Sunday from mom's after 12 hours of travel hell. That evening our neighbor reported that someone seemed to be selling drugs outside our house, so there was calling police (they appear to have been scared away, luckily). After bad sleep due to sinuses which are still in revolt, my car wouldn't start and is now in the shop. I have a zillion meetings this week plus all the paperwork that piled up while I was gone, so it looks like I'll be working this weekend. Feh, I say.
Warning: Cthuloid Sexual Predators in Area
Just remember: No one has a right to touch you in your bathing suit area. I don't care if they're a Great Old One or not.
I spilled Diet Coke all over myself
Scalding hot Diet Coke?
Outing myself as dummy: what is the root thing about? I see it, it seems funny, but I know not what it is.
Betsy: The building with the cookies is having a fire evacuation.
No cookie for me.
I went for a walk around the lagoon.
A walk is not a cookie.
I returned to the vending machine. They were out of Peanut M&Ms, so I got Plain. Then I went upstairs.
We don't have any unflavored fizzy water. We only have artificial berry-flavored.
My plans for the remainder of the afternoon: Sulk.
Allyson: So in third world speak, it'd be all:
I went out to get an egg this morning but some sort of beast ate my hen, so I had to suck on the same root I had yesterday.
Then I decided to walk to the watering hole to get a bucket of water to start boiling leaves for that friggin' whooping cough that won't let up, and tripped over my 8th youngest kid, who succumbed to the ebola.
It's just not my day.
bon bon: Did I tell you all about my rich neighbor who has a chicken and seven kids? She's really got it made. Me, I'm a spinster. I WISH I had some root and a husband. At least I have one leg to take me past my daily stoning.
HA! Glad I asked!
Scalding hot Diet Coke?
Today is only extra-special crappy, not the ridonkulous craptacular craptastico that involves beautiful bean juice betrayal
ION, want!!
I was just at thinkgeek (yes, looking for good root jokes, but of the geek kind, not the husband-and-a- kind) and saw that one!