Tough Day.
*sigh*
There was a hair on the floor of the Jimi Hendrix Experience bathroom today and I almost passed out from nausea. Then as I was weaving down the hallway, reeling from the trauma of the errant bathroom hair, I noticed a huge spider on the wall, like the size of a baseball, huge. I screamed, fell backwords, and to keep myself from hitting my head, I grabbed the wooden doorway which led to me getting a splinter. Michelle had to pull it out wherein, I promptly lost consciousness.
*sigh* *pours drink* *poot*
Ahhh, that's better. *grin*
posted by thndrkttn @ 3:33 PM
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8 Comments:
*copy*
*paste*
Are we taking copy and paste a little too far?
Do you have a guest blogger?
Are you one of those creepy, creepy, people who gets a new friend then starts dressing, talking, walking, and pooping like her, as if you want to take over her identity?
*looks suspiciously*
*leaves hair on blog floor*
*sniff* You guys have to stop this. *runs away crying*
*smooch*
*poot*
Poor you! :(
{{{hugs}}}
Thank goodness for Michelle!
You guys are gonna give Bravie a big head. :-)
There there. Have some boxed wine.
ehehhemmm, nutz and augie, pretend you got the memo (I don't have all your email addresses, mmmkay!?).
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