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Mon 14 May, 2007 06:25 pm
See ya...
if you're lucky.
well if you're serious, meet me upstairs in 30 minutes and I'll pack ya....
all of this reminds me of a cartoon i saw a few years ago
two guys standing at a bar, and the one guy says
"i left my wife this morning, i mean it was only to go to work, but i feel pretty good about it"
My wife and I had twenty years of happiness... Then we met.
My wife and I have been married for 18 years. Two of them happily.
Squinney--
When you cross the PA border, call. I'll give you directions.
Hold your dominion.
easy lady, my squinney isn't leaving town....
Squinney can leave town if she wants to.
Isn't that goofy little beagle gone yet?
Noddy24 wrote:Squinney can leave town if she wants to.
easy honey, let's don't get all butch....
Setanta wrote:Isn't that goofy little beagle gone yet?
she won't leave A2K... too many belly rubs and scratches behind the ear.... too much love....
Okay, now I'm gone.
For real.
Belly rubs and ear scratches... sure. But a bone now and then woulda been nice.
<gustav reaches for a bone>
squinney wrote:Okay, now I'm gone.
For real.
Belly rubs and ear scratches... sure. But a bone now and then woulda been nice.
We had been led to believe that home provided you with a surfeit of...er..."bones"....and we have looked to provide you with more unfamiliar...er...stimulation.
Has Bear been bluffing, then?
Squinney--
You can't leave. You haven't finished your memoirs.
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