Disco

Yeah…I know. We have a son (my step-step son) in Afganastan and people think I should have one of those on my van.
I support him so many more ways. Sticking a yellow ribbon on my car didn’t help him as much as a box of old DVDs (they LOVE DVDs!) or sending him a memory chip for his camera…or a box of cheese its.

I started a ‘Adopt a Platoon’ at my old work that collects stuff like that for the troops.

Imagine…a box of cheese-its would make a group of men and women squeal with glee.

Disco lights and strobes make me jumpy.
Haveing a great day, both bosses gone till Thursday! Going at lunch to apply for another job. Yeay! I can’t wait to tell them to suck it!

Oui oui… Though we tend to be more modest in these parts and call ourselves the “Sub-continent”

Or the ubiquitous:
“Deez Nuts”

Vomit, vomit??……herbbbbbbbbbbbbbb!!

We *do* have the Internet here you know….
-thats just me being snarky-
If u want the reason, scroll up a bit. Henry knows why…

What was embarrassing, leafgirl, was when I had to give my old boss a ride when his car was in the shop. This was pre-brand new VW bug era. I drove a delapidated 1994 Toyota Tercel that sputtered like a mo-fo, and my little melted Hula Girl was on her last leg. My boss was like 70 years old and drove a Lexus himself. I think he almost had a coronary when he sat in that car. I got a raise shortly thereafter. Some attorneys are nice guys, after all, and have pity on us poor folk.

Yowza!!

So what are you upto in Sydney, Henry?

Thanks Ashik!

Jo- Twig and berries?

That bacon grease story reminds me of my grandmother. She used for about everything and kept it in a little metal canister. Country folk have some odd snacks. My mother liked cornbread and milk, my dad enjoyed peanut butter and syrup with bread.

Ok all my peeps….I’m outta here. Be nice…
And have a good day to some of you. And to the rest – a good night.

Wooden leg?

ishouldbeworking, you orta meet Katie-be-bored-at-work!

OK Me, ciao

My car has a pipecleaner ‘dancing man’ that my fiance made while working with rich kids in the kids program at a fancy resort.

It’s really funny because the pipe cleaner man has orange arms, a taupe shirt and flashy silver pants. Apparently my fiance had to knock over a kid or two to get the silver pipe cleaner. According to him, rich kids don’t share very well….

BUT, no comments from employers… havn’t driven any in my car!

you spell it …faeces!

I’m jealous (for the first time in my life) of Brittney Spears. It does not seem fair that this 21 year old, simply because she has millions of dollars, gets to have a baby. I’ve been with my man for eight years and we’re married but we can’t even consider it until he finishes his doctorate and gets a job. I’m 27! I want a baby!

I know I’m not supposed to bash Brittney, but she’s fairly dysfuncitonal.

you guys! They dont neccessarily have to be *naughty* meanings! But Bush, nuts, wooden leg, twig and berries are all great.

mmmmm…. rat feces

When do they close the comments for a particular picture? How does this thing work? I am clueless!

chuckle

Hi! to SFG, KBBAW, Henry, and ashik

Annabelle, don’t feel so bad for yourself. You’ve found a great, INTELLIGENT man that you’ve been with for EIGHT years. Spears is probably in a loveless relationship with that jackass and they will be seperated before that poor child is five years old. I don’t have a man OR a baby!!!

were these mentally disturbed rich people??

pipe cleaners??

Did he make people out of Pasta?

My effigy would be made of Fusilli..

What would your effigy be made of??