Every day the helicopters seem to get closer and closer. Today there were two that flew right over our house. They were so close I could have throw my hatchet at them and dinged the paint job.... and then been stripped and detained and raped and beaten as would be the natural progression of things. I ran after them, pretending that Hugo and I
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My gouda bone misses your ham bone!
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She came out to see my corn and one thing led to another... and ... and...
It was an Ani DiFranco DVD. It still is an Ani DiFranco DVD.
I had this awful feeling that I was never going to see your busy face ever again, plus she was drooling and stuff. If there is ONE THING I know, it is NEVER say no to a drooling wifey. Ohhh nonoono.
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And, I suppose, Caleb can too. As long as he admits that hurricanes are way cooler than he is ;) (it's a joke, okay? I definitely don't dislike the guy or anything, and I certainly think he is a bazillion times cooler than jeremiah is. I fucking can't stand that little shithead anymore. But, yeah. Obviously he can come. I just really want a mostly-if-not-all hurricane party, now that I thought of it... okay, how about it be a only people who are also hurricanes and their partners. Yeah. That totally works. Yay!)
Oh, and I love you! Lots of lots!
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