
Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
For Cousin Cindy...Redneck Wend.

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My favorite is still "You lie like a big yellow dog." When I first moved to Texas, a lady in my department used to say that all the time. Also, "You can put your boots in the oven, but that don't make 'em biscuits!"
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