I had to think about it
I know Sylvester is wrong I know Tom is wrong
How could I forget Jynx?
I would love to get a cat except the hounds from hell would probably kill it. Sah-dog wouldn’t bother it, he never bothers anything. Even when he was young he left things alone, happily sharing the backyard with a groundhog for years.
Up, caffeinated, off for car maintenance. Then it’s the Children’s Riot Festival at the laundromat.
swampy, I read, but I’d pick the place with the pool, too.
VBob I remember the cartoon ,just not the name.
I have a ton of irk to do and I did a ton yesterday. So I’m reading the MMP instead…
Tonight my friend is hosting a pity party for me. My brother died on Halloween. He and I hadn’t spoken in over 2 years. I don’t miss him as a person but I’m sad because my sibling pool has decreased 25%. There was no funeral because he had no friends. But MY friends feel bad for me so they are having a party! It sounds odd, but I’m touched. There will be tons of good fuds so my lunch is roasted chicken (no skin) and a sweet tatie.
I likes pet meece… Don’t wish bad things on them 
I hates meeces to pieces!
[QUOTE=Sahirrnee;16847429… Even when he was young he left things alone, happily sharing the backyard with a groundhog for years.[/QUOTE]
There was a groundhog in my dream last night. Weird.
Went to a rum tasting with a friend last night. It was informative and the small-batch luxury rums were pretty yummy even though I am not a rum fan (but tequila is another story altogether). But I feel blecky this morning and it isn’t a hangover. Rum and I just do not agree in the long term I guess.
Sorry for your loss, peedin. I hope you can have a good time at the party and enjoy the good memories of your brother.
That kind of reminds me of one of the best movie lines in the history of the world–there’s a scene at the beginning of The Big Chill, when everybody’s at the funeral reception, and Jeff Goldblum says “They throw a great party for you on the one day they know you can’t come.” That’s what I want my funeral to be like. And then my friends can set me adrift in a lake and shoot flaming arrows at my body. Viking funeral all the way.
Everybody keeps gasping when they look at me today. It’s kind of gratifying. 
Cool. 
What’ll be weirder is when it’s there again tonite, and tomorrow nite…
Cuervo and I were running around an empty house, chasing and killing zombies last night. No groundhogs, though if they’re any good at zombie killin’ they would have been welcome.
I’m sorry Nuts but it was bad enough when I found deposits at the foot of my bed, but now I see my mattress has been chewed through and I am pissed. I need a new mattress anyway but this is too much.
{{{Wet one}}}
Originally Posted by Sahirrnee
Even when he was young he left things alone, happily sharing the backyard with a groundhog for years.
Carl Spackler???
Sah-dog is Carl Spackler???:eek:
I think what makes this conversation so worth it is the fact that “Any Way You Want It” is currently on my iPod.
Blurf
Back at the Casa de Rock in less than an hour. I hurt, my ears hurt and I don’t wanna.
There endeth the wineage
Doggio scritch Gordie behind the ears for me because I miss having dogs in my life and envy you for it.
Cheers all
Jim
Thus endth the whineage and beginth the wineage.
boofae, what exactly is a c**kwomble? I need a definition so I may use this word profusely for the next decade or so.
sah (if I may be familiar), we have citrus trees and live on the back side of a high school campus. Rats love high school dumpsters and they also love citrus. They like to hide in dark spaces. Poor Mr. Anachi has had to clean rat remains from the outside AC condenser fan on not one, not two, but four separate occasions! :eek: ::puke smilie:: P.S. This makes an awful racket in the middle of the night.
peedin, my condolences.
It was only 57 Murkin degrees this morning! (That’s me blue with cold.) I had to wear a sweater! And boots…okay the boots were for stylin. 
Howdy from da cave! Irk is over and I get taken out for dindin tonight. YAY!!! MOOOOOOM, we’re goin’ to Sonny’s. 
{{{WetOne}}} so sorry for the loss of your bro. Even if y’all weren’t close, still tough to lose a sib.
It turned into a very pleasant day followin’ last night’s big freeze. Well, it was a big freeze for around heah!
I hates meeces to pieces too sari. Sorry, Nuts.
Ok, let’s go see what else is a’happenin’ at the Dope!
Laterz!
To make it worse I had Sah-son bring in the vacuum for me and usually he plugs it in the bathroom and stretches the nozzle across the hall to my room. Today he brought the entire vacuum into my room and it smells so bad of Carpet Fresh that I started to get sick. I’m glad it’s warm enough to open my window for a while.
I got Chinese for dinner. Nothing fried, no egg rolls :(, no fried rice, just shrimp and veggies and wonton soup. I don’t feel up to a store run, I’m still tired.
**Tupug ** just YUK!
The next 2 lines really make the scene:
**Karen: You’ll never get this many people to come to my funeral.
Michael: Ohh, Karen, I’ll come. And, you know… I’ll bring a date. **
Seems like the right time to mention that Tuesday was the 30th anniversary of my first date with my sweetie, and we saw The Big Chill. We throw around a lot of quotes from the pic.
And totally unrelated, I think they may have made advances in tit-squishin’ technology, because it didn’t hurt near as much as when I first started going. I don’t think they have to squish quite as thin, which is good, because some things can only be squished so far… Anyway, that’s done for another year. So yay!
Sketties for supper (swampy, if you lurved me, you’d send me some to-go from Sonny’s!! 
) Long day at work, but I got a lot done. Glad tomorrow’s Firday, because it’s Paula Poundstone Day!!! 
Happy Thursday!
Laundry is done, and Rory has fresh coolant, and a new thermostat and sensor. The engine is cooler, and the heat is hotter(For $400, it darn well better.)
I will. He’s retarded and perverted, but I don’t know what I’d do without him.
{{{{WetOne}}}}