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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. |
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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. Now. What were the chances. That a rabid dog would remind you of your ex. |
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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. Now. What were the chances. That a rabid dog would remind you of your ex. The probability wave of every other potentiality collapses immediately, leaving rabid dog = ex-wife as the only remaining solution. Quantum mechanics wins again. |
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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. Now. What were the chances. That a rabid dog would remind you of your ex. The probability wave of every other potentiality collapses immediately, leaving rabid dog = ex-wife as the only remaining solution. Quantum mechanics wins again. I guess rabies might be considered irreconcilable differences. Did you have her put down? |
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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. Now. What were the chances. That a rabid dog would remind you of your ex. The probability wave of every other potentiality collapses immediately, leaving rabid dog = ex-wife as the only remaining solution. Quantum mechanics wins again. I guess rabies might be considered irreconcilable differences. Did you have her put down? Actually, I took her back to her mother's house and said "This is your problem now." True story. |
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skydancingA
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Fri 01/29/10 08:18 PM
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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. Now. What were the chances. That a rabid dog would remind you of your ex. The probability wave of every other potentiality collapses immediately, leaving rabid dog = ex-wife as the only remaining solution. Quantum mechanics wins again. I guess rabies might be considered irreconcilable differences. Did you have her put down? Actually, I took her back to her mother's house and said "This is your problem now." True story. Not like you dumped her at a shelter. She get to keep her toys? Leash? Little bltch must miss you :-) |
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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. Now. What were the chances. That a rabid dog would remind you of your ex. The probability wave of every other potentiality collapses immediately, leaving rabid dog = ex-wife as the only remaining solution. Quantum mechanics wins again. I guess rabies might be considered irreconcilable differences. Did you have her put down? Actually, I took her back to her mother's house and said "This is your problem now." True story. Not like you dumped her at a shelter. She get to keep her toys? Leash? Little ***** must miss you :-) I don't know about that, but it took years (literally) before she would sign the divorce papers.... |
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Good question. When I was a musician, I got lots of numbers. All I had to do was pick up a guitar. Writers don't have that sort of rabid following. I don't get any numbers anymore....! Here ya go: 1-800-foaming I think that's Gillette... Yes. Would Gillette me hump your leg... ZAM! Sorry, old marriage flashback there. Now. What were the chances. That a rabid dog would remind you of your ex. The probability wave of every other potentiality collapses immediately, leaving rabid dog = ex-wife as the only remaining solution. Quantum mechanics wins again. I guess rabies might be considered irreconcilable differences. Did you have her put down? Actually, I took her back to her mother's house and said "This is your problem now." True story. Not like you dumped her at a shelter. She get to keep her toys? Leash? Little bltch must miss you :-) I don't know about that, but it took years (literally) before she would sign the divorce papers.... Well paws don't have an opposable thumb. |
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Well paws don't have an opposable thumb. I don't know, she was pretty good at throwing phones and stuff.... |
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Well paws don't have an opposable thumb. I don't know, she was pretty good at throwing phones and stuff.... Sounds to me like someone forgot to rub her nose in it the first time she was bad. |
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