I think you're supposed to wear those pants and then forward them to Rory Gilmore or something.
Heh. I was just gonna say that I wanted a turn with the magic free pants! And then I saw Tom's comment, and it became even funnier. At least in my head...
Happy birthday, Trudy!
omnis, that sucks. What threw me was saying "cripple". Because you had mentioned hip-hop my mind went to Crip. Consider him cockpunched.
Magic tactical pants! That is so cool, Aims!
Had a few productive hours. Now the body revenge with awful dizziness and fatigue. Cleaning my room might not be accomplished today, after all.
Happy to the birthday, Trudes!
e the o, Thanks. If you went through that I'm sure you know what it feels like. It's a pretty recurring occasion in my life. I think a lot of people would just give up and just become the sort of person who hates their bday but I'm stubborn that way. I keep looking forward to my birthday. As it turned out, the person who showed up (she had RSVP'd maybe so I wasn't truly expecting her) helped pull the evening's fat out of the fire.
Rest up, Shir! That was a funny blog post.
I can rest. The problem is that I'm trying to schedule the time to take the drugs that are making me very very sleepy with some late night TV without reruns. Damn you, Rescue Me.
Happy Birthday Trudy. I would like Shir to cockpunch the dude, with an M-15.
As much as I'd like to cockpunch the asshole, I don't know how to use M-15. Though I'm sure that's not what's gonna stop me from finding some exotic uses to it.
Happy birthday, Trudy!
Sleep, Shir! Can you record things instead of fitting around TV schedules?