What did I ever do to them!?Oh yeah. Now I remember.
Please tell them I'm sorry. I didn't mean to enter them in Zibbs' contest.Wait a minute . . . why are they all mad? They won, for fuck's sake.
In my defense, she was asking for it by having boobs around me. Everyone knows - particularly down at the county courthouse - I'm a boob man.
Oh, I fucking hate her. Last Saturday me, The Future Mrs and about 1998 other people were doing the Government aptitude exams in downtown Toronto. Throughout the whole thing she was in the next room doing a sound check for a fashion show she was appearing at. Can you imagine having to do several 2 hour exams with complicated sums and logic problems and that moose singing her Godawful earshite next door? Ooh, I hate her something rotten.
I love it. So much for the "my eyes are up here" argument.
I would prefer eyes in the back of my head. More useful.
If I were there I'd sneak up behind her and be all, "Yeah baby, c'mon..... (hands roaming in mammary area).
I have no idea who she is and why her jigglies are so mad at me, but that's par for most of my relationships in life.
Amen to that tag!
...and David Bowie is disappointed too!http://www.davidbowieisverydisappointedinyou.com/
She kissed a girl and her eyes stuck like that! See? Mom was right!
Angry boobies are still, nonetheless, boobies, and should be worshiped for the wondrous things they are... Jon's comment made me snort run out my nose. That stings, dammit!
Run? I've never snorted run. Rum is what I meant to say. Honest.
I think her eyes are going to launch at me first.
Jebus, both sets are creepy.
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