Oh dearest sweet Izzie (and crew) I'm confident you'll learn everything you need to know about me by reading my posts. If you're too tired to read my posts, you and I have a lot in common…..
Now what’s all this about incentives?
No seriously - Where have you people been living during the past year, like Venus perhaps? You surprise me that you are so; yesterday. I mean; keep up with the schedule; sway with the beat of the drum….. Do you know what I’m saying; show me a picture of Brooke; with her pants ON, and you have caught my attention!
On more than one occasion recently, someone has commented on how big Puppy looks. It’s usually said in a cutesy way, like “Well you’re a big one, aren’t you?” but I’m pretty certain that unlike this dog, puppy hasn’t been buffing up lately, so the implication is clear: They’re calling me fat! I need to comfort eat…Pass the blueberry muffins!
OMG!!!
First we had a Special Agent on board " Now we have a G-Man (short for Government Man) which from where I hail from is slang for a Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) agent.
In FBI mythology, the nickname is held to have originated during the arrest of gangster George "Machine Gun" Kelly by agents of the Division of Investigation (DOI), a forerunner of the FBI, in September 1933. Finding himself unarmed, Kelly supposedly shouted "Don't shoot, G-Men! Don't shoot, G-Men!" Heck they killed anyway.
Well the last G-Man I met was Melvin Purvis, the FBI agent who led the hunt for Dillinger. ... So welcome aboard dude…but stay the heck away from me, and leave Bonnie alone.
Talking about a bonny lass; Missy wrote, “
I'm about to go, Try to sleep again. Wish me luck”
Sorry babe, were you keeping me up again!!! No seriously, I did have a copy of your beach photo but I had to part with it when I sent it into The Birmingham News, when they were running the ‘Best Mom in the World’ competition; congratulations on your win.
(Sorry about the mix-up when it appeared in ‘Play Dude’ monthly.)
Gawd! When I think of that photo, I have to go into the bathroom and procrastinate.
BTW that is the nearest I could get to the word I was really thinking about… OMG do you think I’m beginning to sound like that baby in The Family Guy " talking about whacking off a couple of balls…down at the driving range.
Any ways, it is always better to tell the truth than live a lie; so the word I was thinking of is…
Driving Range " so there! Now back to the US Open…And a little more practice!
Bethy; I hope you saved me a little slice of your birthday cake, and that HE fulfilled your every wish. I for one hope you are satisfied with what you are doing or that you have realized your expectations or ambitions and are satisfied in the goals you are achieving; therefore to comply with your request…
Please be gentle with me!
Hey! Not that gentile, I’m over here.
I am quite sure that if Brooke were standing here next to me; with tiny droplets of water shining like diamonds on her nakid body fresh from the pond, I would also congratulate her on her exam results " however, as I can’t draw for shoot… my mind is set on a little body panting…did I say ‘panting’? I meant painting; woops, slip of the tongue!
What with all the pretty pictures of flowers; I took the Eastman Kodak Brownie into the back yard to add to the collection… But it seems: I don’t got none!
Wishing y’all well, and iffin ya don’t got no well and have fancy plumbing, well; happy Jacuzzi!
Later dudes…
Ps " Thanks Dutchy for not pinning the blame on me, help yourself to a coldie!
BTW Dutchy I got me a copy of one of (I think it was Bazza’s photographs) when Brooke, Izzie and Missy were splashing about on a London beach; can you help me out with who is who?