Due to the decline in posting activity here lately, I am now forced to contrive new ways to promote participation in this extraordinary achievement of reunification of those who share common threads in previous engagements. Therefore, due to an honor-bound code of decency, fortitude and proper etiquette, I heretofore must take it upon my person to restore a level of unification through the difficult means of stern vocalization.
In otherwords, since yer typin' has slowed down, now yer forcing me t' do sumpin drastic, like SING!
That's right, sing! And as Jafar says in Aladdin, "There are things far worse than death!"
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[We now return you to your regularly scheduled torture.]
I think I'll start with "Barney's Greatest Squishy-Luvums Hits, Vol. 2" If you would like this singing to stop, please start smokin' them keyboards! And I don't want to hear about these "job" things. Never heard of them!
"I Love You,
You Love Me,
We're a disfunctional family....
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Now Ya Dun It!
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OW ow OWWWWW!!! What the ..... Where am I???!!!!!!!! Geez, the cats are crying, the dogs are wailing, the sky is a thundering, and the earth she's a shakin'. I think you woke me from the tombs with Lara (Angelina Jolie) Croft, or was that the beaches of baywatch? No matter, the point is all that racket woke me up from a gooOODDDD dream. Course my wife punched me when I put my arm around her and called her "Angie" HAHAHAHA I don't know where everyone went either. Guess it's just you and me and the wailing dogs etc, etc, etc .....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Thanks, Ben. I apologize about disturbing the dream, but drastic times call for drastic measures. But have no fear! Your pair of Ear Deverbalizers are on their way! And I sent a pair for Beka, too! So, who's next? Who will step up to the door with the next pitchfork and fork, demanding justice? Until then,
"You put your left foot in,
You put your left foot out,
You do the Macarena -
As I sing you scream and shout...
OK OK Jenny-pooh, I admit it. I have a problem.... Hi, my name is Jammin, and I'm a typoholic. It's been two seconds since I last touched my keyboard. Whoops, there I go again. I just can't stop touching it. They always said that I'd go blind if I didn't stop, but I never believed ... hey, hey, what's going on? Where did you all go....(crash) I can't see.........
it's called BLOGOHOLIC ... you are adicted. you think about it every waking minute of your day ... you have your home page set to it ... you think of what you can post ... when something happens in your life that even is slightly interesting, you must blog.
as for sleep ... well, it's just a fad. you'll get over it someday and live on 4-5 hours like the rest of us.
Howdy there, this is Graybeards wife. I agree with Donna. These guys must be able to manage on much less sleep than us women folk. Of course,unlike Graybeard I have a job and I go to school. So I must be gettin up at the wee hours of the mornin' :)
graybeard! would you control your wife!! get her off the keyboard and take your rightful place!
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