blarg
im just special...this am...i left my celly at home...and forgot my keys in the house. yay for me. so i have to go to mom's at 5 and get the spare...whooty doo. if anyone needs to reach me call me at work or leave a voice mail on my home #...ill check it like 10 times today...and that discludes u crisco.
to my slutfaced lover: ( stolen thought from perse
I want to kiss every square inch of you, from your forehead to the very tips of your toes. I want to leave nothing undiscovered, untouched, unfelt, unheard, unloved. I want to prove to myself that you are every bit as beautiful and perfect as I remember, and more.
Is it oxymoronic to want to bare you and cover you with myself at the same time?
a joke:
Plaster of Parish
A crumbling old church building needed remodeling, so, during his sermon, the preacher made an impassioned appeal looking directly at the richest man in town. At the end of the sermon, the rich man stood up and announced, "Pastor, I will contribute $1,000."
Just then, plaster fell from the ceiling and struck the rich man on the shoulder.
He promptly stood back up and shouted, "Pastor, I will increase my donation to $5,000."
Before he could sit back down, plaster fell on him again, and again he virtually screamed, "Pastor, I will double my last pledge."
He sat down, and a larger chunk of plaster fell on his head.
He stood up once more and hollered, "Pastor, I will give $20,000!"
This prompted a deacon to shout, "Hit him again, Lord! Hit him again!"
to my slutfaced lover: ( stolen thought from perse
I want to kiss every square inch of you, from your forehead to the very tips of your toes. I want to leave nothing undiscovered, untouched, unfelt, unheard, unloved. I want to prove to myself that you are every bit as beautiful and perfect as I remember, and more.
Is it oxymoronic to want to bare you and cover you with myself at the same time?
a joke:
Plaster of Parish
A crumbling old church building needed remodeling, so, during his sermon, the preacher made an impassioned appeal looking directly at the richest man in town. At the end of the sermon, the rich man stood up and announced, "Pastor, I will contribute $1,000."
Just then, plaster fell from the ceiling and struck the rich man on the shoulder.
He promptly stood back up and shouted, "Pastor, I will increase my donation to $5,000."
Before he could sit back down, plaster fell on him again, and again he virtually screamed, "Pastor, I will double my last pledge."
He sat down, and a larger chunk of plaster fell on his head.
He stood up once more and hollered, "Pastor, I will give $20,000!"
This prompted a deacon to shout, "Hit him again, Lord! Hit him again!"