You sir, are my hero!...and a braver man then I.
I was under the impression that all states North of the Equator and South of Labrador were gun free zones. You must be in a state somewhat East of crazy. Well played.
Let me not to the marriage of beauty and BozoAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when the nerf dart strikesAnd unto the Bozo doth reprove:O no! Nerf strikes an ever-fixed mark That clencheth her fist which is then shaken;And remindeth Bozo he must sometime sleepeth,And have his scrotum superglued, although his slight be taken.Love wife is not Time's fool, though she married him.And at times within his drooling brain's compass come: Love alters not with Bozo's brief hours and weeks of wakefulness, But waits him out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon her proved, I never writ, nor no woman ever snuck up on her love with a frying pan.
And you lived long enough to tell of it!! Good job, but watch your back, as Gerard implies.
I'm beginning to suspect that Gerard is brilliant again.I toyed with the idea that he was brilliant a few years back, but he craftily tried to throw me off the scent by becoming my friend. But that's wearing off. I'm growing suspicious again.
The Big Lesson I've learned this week is that even when it's factually accurate, it's not wise to refer to one's spouse as"My first wife".
You know she's going to hire the Heir and Spare as hitmen, don't you?Might oughta have them taste your food for you.
Cabin fever or death wish?
You're soon gonna be kneeling by the bed. Kneeling in prayer, because you're gonna need one!
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