*tap, tap, tap...bang, bang, bang*
*hangs picture on wall*
Trish stole this from a little place in St. Louis. Just for us.
*hangs picture on wall*
Trish stole this from a little place in St. Louis. Just for us.
Jay never stalks. She lurks, unseen, in the dark, hidden corners of your nightmares.Mornin
Wierd day going here
Just finished another blog and was extremely suprised, not just at that I finished it.
The one that I did this this morning while sober showed a reading level an 8.2th reading level while the previous was 8.1th according to somebody named Flesch. Im pretty sure that's a false indicator of the efects of sobriety.
I'm pretty happy with either since they each surpass the acme of my educational adventure. Amazing how far one can advance over an addional half century.
I discovered early the there were two paths to ensure graduation. One was study and homework, both of which stole valuable time from sports. The other was to be a festering sore in the classroom that nobody really wanted to endure for a second year. I chose one of those paths.
I also notice that I have a couple of followers on my blog. I wasn't prepared for that. I wonder if they are anything like stalkers. Are they armed (in other words, is one of them Jay, using a false identity?)
Nonsense. The sun never shines in Britania.Haggis?
Who do I have to talk to about getting a pass out of here for the day?
The sun is shining, you see, and I need to go and work off some of my rage.
:|But Gail, you don't understand.
This morning I awoke to find that my blueberries were all wrinkled and shrivelled.
*tap, tap, tap...bang, bang, bang*
*hangs picture on wall*
Trish stole this from a little place in St. Louis. Just for us.
But Gail, you don't understand.
This morning I awoke to find that my blueberries were all wrinkled and shrivelled.
Mornin
Wierd day going here
Just finished another blog and was extremely suprised, not just at that I finished it.
What does one 'blog' about though???
How do you determine what you should write. I mean there are sooo many blog already.
How do you make that connection? Gain readership?
What if you have nothing interesting to say??? No expertise?
This morning I awoke to find that my blueberries were all wrinkled and shrivelled.
What does one 'blog' about though???
How do you determine what you should write. I mean there are sooo many blog already.
How do you make that connection? Gain readership?
What if you have nothing interesting to say??? No expertise?
**doffs top**
You know it
It's never a problem for Haggis. Cleavage is his best friend.
The luck of the fuzzy. You know, birds are 10% warmer than dogs.
You will find a curious correlation between the bolded comments within the quote.
Great - I am going to be the worst blogger ever
Great - I am going to be the worst blogger ever
A good title for the blog too.That would be an accomplishment, indeed. Worthy of recognition.
Why'd you steal the monkey's beer?I'm just about to drink some beer I bought from a monk.
Somebody should blog about that.
I'm just about to drink some beer I bought from a monk.
Somebody should blog about that.