Yesterday, Mr. Neighbor would not let go of calling me trailer trash. I kept trying to rebut, but I've yet to successfully rebut the man. (That sounds sort of *ahem* or something.) Anyway, today, trying to search high and low for a copy of the image of my needle-felt on wet-felt hat for the lovely and extraordinarily generous Ms.
yarnwench, I deigned to
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Especially when you know that the pious members of your family are slowly but surely learning to use the Internet. And you've got a distant relative nipping at your heals for genealogical purposes.
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*smooches* back atchya and a few more to Peter.
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I get SUCH a kick out of the looks on people's faces when i say I'm just trailer-trash. They look at me like I just said I bathe in goat piss or something.
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They look at me like I just said I bathe in goat piss or something.
Hahahahahahahhaahaha!
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