now that I've posted 3 entries in under 12 hours...
Some quotes and conversation snipits that I saved on my phone for some reason...
"The trees are so pretty! I want to lick them!" - Overheard by Beth
"No one expect the Iranian Pre-conditions!" - Wes
"Camp Inuendo" - running joke started by Mom
"That's odd... Oh wait. No. I'm not wearing pants." - Beth
"Typing backwards on my dropped and mostly broken phone makes me feel like I'm in the twilight zone of the 20th century." - Beth
"I just passed an enormous copper kettle on the side of the road. What is it DOING there?!" - Kathleen
"How about some body butter for when we're liquored up and naked? : )"
After I sent a rather lengthy unformated text message:
"That biggest run on I have ever had in a text message. Congrats. For that you get this lovely 3lb trophy made out of lint. The title can only be held for 26 consecutive days. At the end of this period both title and trophy must be returned, dry cleaned an in like of condition. There are no refunds or rain dates. Enjoy." - Beth
Conversation from Jan 6:
Kathleen: "This day is going to BLOW. I'm with Scott and it's slow and the weather's bad. Just kill me."
me: "Ok: rabid arkvarks, suprise vudoo shaman or insta-death by post?"
Kathleen: "Do you have any mime mating rituals left? Or ornithology parties?"
me: " No. and the yodling trolls of Pkepsie are on tour still. I might be able to round up and exploding rat from the dungeon but I can't garentee it isn't dead already."
"The trees are so pretty! I want to lick them!" - Overheard by Beth
"No one expect the Iranian Pre-conditions!" - Wes
"Camp Inuendo" - running joke started by Mom
"That's odd... Oh wait. No. I'm not wearing pants." - Beth
"Typing backwards on my dropped and mostly broken phone makes me feel like I'm in the twilight zone of the 20th century." - Beth
"I just passed an enormous copper kettle on the side of the road. What is it DOING there?!" - Kathleen
"How about some body butter for when we're liquored up and naked? : )"
After I sent a rather lengthy unformated text message:
"That biggest run on I have ever had in a text message. Congrats. For that you get this lovely 3lb trophy made out of lint. The title can only be held for 26 consecutive days. At the end of this period both title and trophy must be returned, dry cleaned an in like of condition. There are no refunds or rain dates. Enjoy." - Beth
Conversation from Jan 6:
Kathleen: "This day is going to BLOW. I'm with Scott and it's slow and the weather's bad. Just kill me."
me: "Ok: rabid arkvarks, suprise vudoo shaman or insta-death by post?"
Kathleen: "Do you have any mime mating rituals left? Or ornithology parties?"
me: " No. and the yodling trolls of Pkepsie are on tour still. I might be able to round up and exploding rat from the dungeon but I can't garentee it isn't dead already."