It's still Thursday here, but tomorrow I'm gonna go to Home Depot and buy a bunch of lumber.
I read this as..."tomorrow I'm gonna go to Home Depot and join a splinter group"
I need someone to wash my feet... Or maybe have a last dinner with...
I read this as..."tomorrow I'm gonna go to Home Depot for a lumbar puncture"
I know, only funny to me. Ha. Ha.
I need someone to wash my feet... Or maybe have a last dinner with...
I need someone to wash my feet... Or maybe have a last dinner with...
I had a dream that I was cheating on Lent last night. I was sorting through a big basket of fried catfish, and...and...*drools* THERE WAS A CHICKEN STRIP IN THERE! The really good kind with the crispy batter (not breading) like on the peg legs from Long John Silver's. It was golden, and chrispy, and juicy, and oh, my, forgive me Lord!
But then Katherine Heigl walked in and I forgot all about the chicken.