Bil Keane did it
stuffes last 2 remaining peanut butter cups in her mouth at once…
Ooof ooy*
yes, Euty
runs back into the den to check on the fire she started
Hey, I found a broomstick and tennis ball in the garage! Who wants to go play ball in the living room? The den would better, but it’s all smoky in there.
Eutychus, I swear I don’t know what happened to your Disney videos.
BTW, you need a new VCR.
Stealthily, Ice Wolf sneaks up to first one window, takes a photo, then another and another.
These will look good on the People Pages!
Sneaks away, narrowly avoiding the jar of half-eaten peanut butter thrown abruptly onto the lawn. Notes down all the naughty words drifting up from inside the house for future reference when feeling the urge to go to the Pit.
Because, quite simply:
- The women are perverts.
- The women are perverts.
- The women are perverts.
- Repeat.
Colin.my pet,you must have missed the thread where I admitted to shaving all body hair but…
We could play “hardygrrl is now a geisha grrl” and I could shave you.
It’s all up to you…so what exactly do you wanna play?
Hey! I represent that remark!
That’s it! I’m telling!
::hides empty Cheez Wiz can under the logs in the fireplace::
Did not!
::walks in wearing dress made up of Cool-Whip and Reeces Piecs::
Hey, am I late? He’s not back yet is he? Where’s the beer?
Um…what’s the number for the fire department?
Is it normal for the tv screen to have exploded when you throw a baseball into it?
Not a projection screen, no. Why?
On a note of some possible merit, Euty, was it the Newport County YMCA you took the kids to? My high school swim team used to practice there.
::resumes chasing Arden Ranger with the neon pink spray paint::
Nope … Centreville.
Now put that spray paint down and get to bed!
[whines]But it’s not even dark yet![/whines]
::pops up from behind the chair and squirts punha with a bottle of Hershey’s syrup::
::ducks back down just as punha sprays, getting hot pink paint all over Euty’s favorite chair::
Hey! You heard him! Go to bed!
What? I didn’t do anything! EUTY! SHE DID IT!
OWWW! ARDEN, I’M TELLIN’!
::Gets the caramel, then walks away slowly . . . 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . turns around and gets Arden square in the . . . ::
Guess I better stop hogging the bathtub.
Hmmm, this really big jar of Vasaline says it’s unbreakable. Let’s throw it down the stairs to see for sure. Woops. Guess not. But it’s so much more fun to body surf down the stairs now…