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Wed 11 Oct, 2006 07:08 pm
My neighbors have to die,,,,,,,
<snork>
Whaaaaa?
Yeah, right.
Are they macholatinomammaboys too?
Well,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,uhhhhyh,,,,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, duh.................................
Okay then.
< ahem..... erm..... ack.....>
Way better now.
So.
Okay.
I won't be going over there anymore.
****.
Oh, ****.
Well, at least you're home safe.
come on give, whats cookin' good lookin'
Next time, bring Kool Aid.
Geezus woman! What the hell happeend? Did the have sex on the coffee table?
No, it's the stepmother and the father of the kid who whapped Mo with the golf club. I bet.
Okay, you've got us hooked, boomer.
Now tell us the story.
God you are tease boomer.
If you dont spill soon I'm coming round to torture it out of you.
Spill it, cheese. I'm all ears.
What's goin on here?? The suspense is killing me!
Total tangent while we wait for Boomer, sort of worried..
(Marty, I keep meaning to ask you about your dog.
We should do a thread about that...)
Ooooppppsss. Didn't mean to worry anyone.
I will let yesterday serve as a reminder of why I have so completely behaved myself for the last 20 or so years.
I should be all set for another 20 years of good behavior now.
That is surely bad news for the makers of tasty spicy nacho Doritios.
So....???
I was thinking that the neighbors needed killin' 'cause they talked like that, but now I'm not so sure.
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