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No, I didn’t. I saw you asked me that on my blog, and I was wondering what the anonymous poster wrote?
yeah, that’s what I figgered. i had just heard that Torrie had a hard time seeing her own blog sometimes so I was hoping that was it.
oh well. guess i had better figure this stuff out!
OK, I offically have no fuckin clue who that is now. Very strange. I wonder if it is someone who knows me in person and found my blog. Um, that would be bad because I write a lot of shit on there. Hmmmmm…..
By the way, thanks LadyBug
Muffy, you are cracking me up!! You know we will so be tuning in via the net to watch the wedding.
This just in….
We now return to your regularly scheduled programing.
I am an ordained minister.
You’re welcom, LeafGirl.
Hope you get things figured out.
I’d offer some advice, but I don’t use Blogger. Sorry.
That’s a pretty haze, indeed.
I hate to be a nerd and repost this, but:
Can anyone see my link? Iâ€™m trying to set up a blog and clearly I am NOT up to the task.
Any suggestions from the gurus?
Torrie, you too? I think that’s where mine is from, too.
Yes, I was drunk when ordained. Isn’t that a requirement?
So … this is actually a form of shoulder therapy … I’m in favour of that. Wonder if it’ll work for my carpal tunnel. No, wait .. that’s how I GOT the damn carpal tunnel …
What on God’s green earth were you doing up so freaking early?
I hardly ever drink, but boy when I do…
Saturday night was one of those times.
I was flashing everyone.
Nilbo, yes, that’s the working name for my church. It was either gonna be that or Ye Old Holy Moley HollaHouse.
Let me know what you guys think. And whether I should collect tithings in cash or if I should also accept checks, plastic, and slightly worn undergarments.
Hey, you guys can post all you want and I’m aware that donations have been made, but some days there are actual conversations on here and one can share his/her opinion. Other days- see aforementioned worst offenders (and Katie you weren’t included because you’re more than happy to have an actual conversation) it just feels like I’ve stepped into one big inside joke and it’s really annoying- there’s some kind of meta vibe on here and you can’t get in unless you read for two hours to figure out what the hell it all means.
But otherwise, you’re all udderly fabulous.
Katie, I gotta set up a flickr account. I’ve been super busy though. I still have to pack, pick up the dress, yada yada yada. Please though, doocelings, join us in our nuptials!
Check out vivalasvegas.com, May 18, 1:30 Pacific, MAIN CHAPEL! Live as it happens!
My bailiff is giving me away, dontcha know?
And there you have it, straight from the Rabbit’s mouth.
beautiful picture. quite enjoy the light.
Bucky, I did leave, but I just snuck back for a quick peek while my hair is drying.
Torrie, you have no idea how hard I had to scrub my boobs to get your name off of them. Plus that magic marker on my titties got me alittle high I think. I really shouldnt sniff my own hoots maybe…
Sake Haze, I’m feeling it.
See what I mean, Devolution Baby.
This is about to turn into porn central and i bet comments will be off tomorrow.
Bucky … you’re ordained? What’s the church … Our Lady of Perpetual Horniness?
Hey, here’s a new topic.
I GOT PAUL McCARTNEY TICKETS BITCHES!
Spoonleg(#56), you obviously haven’t been in the right parking lots.
Man … how does Torrie get any work done in the run of a day?
Ok to call you Buck now? Miss Prurient Home Companion?
Your voice is replaying in my mind from time to time. I think the people on the train thought I was loopy. Spelling to myself Katy K-A-T-Y
Perhaps it _is_ time to bring the conversation ’round to a more cultured tone.
Torrie’s got McCartney tix,
People think I have a dick.
Jess posts pictures of her tits,
Regis has conniption fits.
Swing your udders round and round
But never let ‘em scrape the ground.
Beagles!! Here’s some advice for your sister:
Poop – continuous
Energy – boundless
Attention span – none
Cap’n Crunch – yes please.
Nilbo, I don’t.
I had surgery on my shoulder and I can’t work.
HEY YOU GUYS!!!!
hi everyone, been away, missed you all so much!
Beautiful shot Heather! thanks.
needed a smile today
Bravo, Bucky! I fling my virtual bra in your general direction!
What’s so bad about the Cap’n?
The Poet Laureate of Dooce …
Hi Cristin! Good to “see” you again!
Did you finally get your computer fixed?
Well now that I have personally dumbed down the room and boobed it all up, I think Ill go shower and get get my neck popped.
Smiles everyone, smiles.
reminds me of a scene from a crime drama show of some kind…cool photo!
saw the bookmobile the other day, thought of Heather and Jon of course!
Geez, Torrie, I used to have the nickname Katy Masturbaty, but I think you got the crown now.
See? Knew you had a cannon. It was the voice that gave you away.
Can I lend a hand…
Dooce, again with the warm/cool temperature contrasts. I like it – it almost evokes a mood or memory.
It’s so easy to just turn the camera toward the sunset, but it’s not the whole story is it?
P.S. I love sake. It’s an energetic high compared to beer or wine. But my friends say I crack too many jokes when I drink sake. Oh well!
Seeya, Jess (I mean, really, WE SEE YOU)! Have a good neck poppin’, and hopefully no pervy guy calls about the package today.
OMG! I believe I had a case of Munschausens Syndrome by blog on friday.
I’m reading Katie’s blog about her kidney stones.
About an hour later, I get this horrible pain in my lower abdomen and back. I’m thinking I HAVE a kidneystone!
Now I think I was just ovulating. Which comes in really handy. Nothing like knowing you’re gonna get your rag on your wedding day.
Um, is it HOT in here?
my tummy’s grumblin
OH. MY. GOD.
I am the luckiest girl on the internet.
Um, yeah, I’ll be right back.
I have to go, um, do something.
parking lots are not phallic.
Torrie, something is posted for you.
Nilbo, you could see a brick wall and find nipples there.
You need savin’, son, plain and simple. Did I ever mention I’m an ordained minister?
Poop inside is no joke. Ask Heather. “This town needs an enema”.
Now I have to go home and pull out my Batman soundtrack and play Partyman, over and over.
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