Howdy from da cave! Let the weekend begin. :: Opens Beerverage :: AHHHHHHHHH!!! I got a buncha deli stuff and chips from the sto.’. This is a no cook weekend.
Have I mentioned, HERE FROM WORK, that I hate you?
:dubious:
who’re you kidding? you hate him even when you’re not at work.
:dubious:
Not so much, though. 
Besides, I hate *any one *who has a beer in their hand when I don’t.
Hate is an ugly thing. 
We’re letting Bert make supper tonight. So no tuna steak today.
Don’t hate me because I’m beertiful. 
I hate tuna fish sandwiches.
Unless they have apples and pecans in them.
Tuna charoset?
There’s a huge difference between a tuna sandwich and a nice, rare tuna steak, perhaps crusted in sesame seeds.
But we had burgers. At least I didn’t have to do dishes.
The car is loaded for tomorrow. I need to decide what to wear, and I’d like to get a solid night’s sleep. We shall see how that goes.
Sammiches have been et. Beerverages have been consumed. OYKW is takin’ a bath. Ice cream for later if desired. Life is good.
MOOOOOOM a muumuu and flip flops are acceptable for a shower. Do your hair though. It ain’t classy to show up at a shower in curlers.
I think I’ll log off and veg. May not check in till late tomorrow.
MWAH!!
gasp Whatever shall we do until then?
I’ve got a final exam to take tonight.
It’s Five o’clcock Somewhere!
With the Internet, we have a sclera line of communication.
: holds beer in each had, just to irk Flytrap : 
Good luck on the quiz, Nettie!
Hmmmmm. That was back when I walked home form grade school for lunch, and my Father made it for me when he was working nights at the TV station.
Sylvia at work one Monday asked we what we ate on the weekend. I said, “We grilled some tuna.”
She responded, “Just throw the can full on the fire?!?”
I said, “Sylvia, White people eat weird shit.”
How about someone with a still in their basement? Hypothetical, of course. 
Off to Kroger, Dude, there is a sale on potatoes!
I didn’t kill the MMP, most of us took a truck to buy potatoes.
Never fear, Ladies and Mom.
I buy from the pros. 
Well, good for you!
Are they like Idaho hippies, or what? 