Oh. My. doG. It's only Tuesday and I'm ready to trade my family for a set of drunk Carnies from the county fair.
Sorry, my family's busy this week.
...I've seen people indulge in a kink for punching, though it was more about punching torso and legs, rather than in the HEAD. But yeah, I'ma assume it's out there.
I love administering asspunchings. Seriously. It's very satisfying.
I keep forgetting the "Rock and Roll" part of her job title.
It's only Tuesday and I'm ready to trade my family for a set of drunk Carnies from the county fair.
You mean...they weren't already?
Huh.
Makes note.
I was thinking it was expanding "refudiate" to other repu- words.
Oh, yes, that's how it started. It just makes me think "fucking repugnant." And since that's how I feel about Palin, it all works.
I went to a Shakespalin place, too.
You know, I think it's just that she got it backwards. She's not like Shakespeare. She's like a character Shakespeare would write about.
I don't recall any of those sorts of plays ending well.
People I talk to are calling exclamation points "explanation points", and I'm having to fight not to call them that myself, because it does roll off the tongue a little easier.
In you can't make this shit up news, a Canadian race jockey trying to get his green card who ND's sister found in Arizona keeps showing up at ND's mom's house unannounced and falling asleep on the living room sofa. Said sister is currently roadtripping with her husband; i.e. not here.
No, seriously.
Does he think that he is filming "Seabiscuit" cause I'm pretty sure that movie got made a few times.
He apparently is here because ND's sister told him that ND's mom's caretaker (who is a friend of sister) will help him write a letter to immigration. Except, see, caretaker is currently (shocker!) TAKING CARE of ND's mom and sister is gone. So he's just asleep on the sofa, in theory waiting for caretaker to have time to help him. DUDE. GO AWAY. YOU DON'T LIVE HERE. CALL AND MAKE AN APPOINTMENT.