{{{{{kaysi}}}}}Ramble anytime, that is what friends are for

I know and I appreciate that

When I start to resemble a broken record about stuff I've said already just lemme know

Don't you worry about that, ever

Ok well saying I LOVE YOU will never be thought of that way then huh? Love ya love ya love ya love ya *giggles*

{{{kaysi}}} I tell lots of people I love them, so don't be afraid to say it in here, okay

Oh I'm not afraid...I wanna love the stuffin out of you so I'll tell you that alot & I only say it when I mean it so I've meant it alot already

I have alot of stuffin', my grandkids say I am fluffy

Giving connects two people, the giver and the receiver, and this connection gives birth to a new sense of belonging.
--Deepak Chopra

Have I made a dent yet in getting you to feel that you belong?? I will keep trying..I'm persistant and loyal..

OMG, you are crackin' me up tonight, I needed this, I am laughing so hard I am crying

Well thats an excellent place to start but I'm thinking more like pee your pants

*looks to see if she's made a dent yet..* BY GEORGE I THINK I MAY HAVE!!!

(((((((((((((((((((MERLE)))))))))))))))

OOOh look my left arm is in the lead now..go lefty! go lefty!! It's always slacking off!! Whats a chick to do?! Is that what they mean by being ambidexterous? Can hug feircely from either side??? And sometimes in Tandem??

Well, I am pissing myself, but I was trying to be a lady

Oh to hell with that live a little!!


Don't Fart in Bed
This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for
years. The only friction in their marriage was the husband's habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke.

The noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air.

Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn't stop
and that it was perfectly natural. She told him to see a
doctor. She was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out.

The years went by and he continued to rip them out! Then one Thanksgiving morning as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the bowl where she had put the turkey innards and neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts and a malicious thought came to her.

She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep and, gently pulling back the bed covers, she pulled
back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts.

Some time later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and
the sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bathroom.

The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor
laughing, tears in her eyes! After years of torture she reckoned she had got him back pretty good.

About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his
bloodstained underpants with a look of horror on his face.

She bit her lip as she asked him what was the matter. He said, "Honey, you were right. All these years you have warned me
and I didn't listen to you.

"What do you mean?" asked his wife.

"Well, you always told me that one day I would end up farting my guts out, and today it finally happened. But by the grace of God, some Vaseline, and these two fingers, I think I got most of them back in."

How ya doin? You on the floor yet or managing to stay upright on the chair?!

Yes and I need to go and get some sleep, thank you so much for making me laugh tonight

I will see you tomorrow

Ok sleep well lovely one...