... are hungry and craving some palatable porcine pleasures. What to do with a pork roast? Why, wrap it in more pork before you throw it into the oven.
We? Is this the royal we we're talking about that got to nibble on your bacon bits, or did Jemma get a fair share too? If so, did she get to play in it, maybe dig into the body of the meat and then pop out like a fluffy rape alien?
It could be the royal 'we'... unless you LOOK AT THE SUBJECT LINE. Last I heard, dogs can't be 'people' (even though dog fanatics will tell you otherwise. Jemma doesn't live here anymore, she is at the ex'sess house for a few months.
I don't know... with you, it could be two people because you are as awesome as two people jumping sharks over ramps through pools of amber lager.
Actually, it was more of a "HEY IT'S MORTY AND SHE POSTED, I MUST READ THE CONTENTS WITHOUT CARING ABOUT THE SUBJECT! THEN I MUST APOLOGIZE BY TYPING IN CAPS ABOUT MY MENTAL NARRATION!"
So the ex gets the daughter and the ninja hypno dog? This I disapprove of. :(
Or it could be two people because I have a split personality.
WELL THEN, YOU ARE FORGIVEN MY LITTLE BEAN BECAUSE I LOVE YOU.
I asked him to take her. I was in a deep dark hole and having a hard time looking after myself let alone the dog but I am doing better now and I intend to take her back in a couple of weeks. It's weird living in a completely devoid of anyone else 3 bedroom, 2 storey house. Jemma used to follow me everywhere from room to room to just sit and *stare* at me and out of the corner of my eye, I keep thinking I see her. The first time I went for a walk without my little constant companion made me pretty sad, it did.
That's a shame. I too will approve of the Jemma doggy's mighty return! If only I could quit that Jemma.
You live in B.C., right? Would you consider any potential housemates to help throw money at your problems? I'm actually considering moving there, partly because I keep hearing the economy's better there but mostly because some lady from Red Deer waved her magic thighs at me and now I need an excuse to stalk her like a sparkly vampire.
Yes, I live in B.C. I am financially secure and don't need nor want a roomie. My deep dark hole was all up here *taptap*. It was a vortex of doom that was keeping me from getting my shit together but I am on the mend. And don't let a pair of lithe magical thighs blind you to the fact that they are attached to a vampire slayer :P
That finance issue makes me happy since it means that Morty's Playhouse can continue to be around and bring joy and laughter to all the demented kids online.
As for the lady, she's a single mom I've known for ten years and has no boyfriend nor bicycle that beats her up and forces her to say that she fell down the stairs. I like her, but not in a way that doesn't make my inner thighs feel any less bluer than a smurf in the ocean about her at times. Maybe I care too much. I should have taken that job I was offered years back and been a castrato.
There, now you get a mini LJ entry in yours! This entry is officially ultra-meta and you are my Dr. Phil, except with your well-trimmed beard displaced.
Forgive me for pretending to be playing "the voice of reason", but I feel I must point out that our dearest Morty is a long looong way from Red Deer, in any case...
It's all right. I wasn't sure how close she was and I wanted to respect Morty's privacy anyway, but I figured it was worth asking all the same if she needed the dough to keep Casa de Morty alive, which I'm glad to see she doesn't. :)
Well, I WAS going to mention it myself but just figured that ZP knew that Red Deer was in Alberta and that I live on the coast of BC which equates to many miles in between and didn't bother saying juuuust how far away because I knew that he wasn't going to be a future roomie anyway.
Yeesh, you've hid your house well enough all right, I couldn't tell it was all the way by the shore. I honestly thought you were somewhere inland. Well no matter, I'm just glad things are doing as well as expected with your life.
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I miss my little shadow a lot.
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Actually, it was more of a "HEY IT'S MORTY AND SHE POSTED, I MUST READ THE CONTENTS WITHOUT CARING ABOUT THE SUBJECT! THEN I MUST APOLOGIZE BY TYPING IN CAPS ABOUT MY MENTAL NARRATION!"
So the ex gets the daughter and the ninja hypno dog? This I disapprove of. :(
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WELL THEN, YOU ARE FORGIVEN MY LITTLE BEAN BECAUSE I LOVE YOU.
I asked him to take her. I was in a deep dark hole and having a hard time looking after myself let alone the dog but I am doing better now and I intend to take her back in a couple of weeks. It's weird living in a completely devoid of anyone else 3 bedroom, 2 storey house. Jemma used to follow me everywhere from room to room to just sit and *stare* at me and out of the corner of my eye, I keep thinking I see her. The first time I went for a walk without my little constant companion made me pretty sad, it did.
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You live in B.C., right? Would you consider any potential housemates to help throw money at your problems? I'm actually considering moving there, partly because I keep hearing the economy's better there but mostly because some lady from Red Deer waved her magic thighs at me and now I need an excuse to stalk her like a sparkly vampire.
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As for the lady, she's a single mom I've known for ten years and has no boyfriend nor bicycle that beats her up and forces her to say that she fell down the stairs. I like her, but not in a way that doesn't make my inner thighs feel any less bluer than a smurf in the ocean about her at times. Maybe I care too much. I should have taken that job I was offered years back and been a castrato.
There, now you get a mini LJ entry in yours! This entry is officially ultra-meta and you are my Dr. Phil, except with your well-trimmed beard displaced.
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And I don't have a beard *vink*
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...as demented as they probably actually are.
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