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Like, when the battery died, like, I totally missed the banana steed question.
Like, it smells really good, awesome at splits. |
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G'nite ((daleray))) (((Jonathan))) (((Lee))) (((Harry))) (((s1ow))) (((Alex))) (((Beachy))) (((Gypsy)))
double up on the sage ... I do love the sweet smell |
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me 2
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it's gonna take more than sage to clean up this stench
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Hmm, now I want sage tea.
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Sherrie, Jonathan, and whomever else is leaving the convent
g'nite and go with ghouda |
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Good night Sherrie..
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Gouda? now I'm hungry
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Gouda....God/Buhda
I love cheezy religious/spiritual pseudo conversations. |
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With water crackers and pickled onions and drooping vodka.
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sprinkled with sage and stench my pretties.
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Blue vein in the room again..open a window...
It is so hard to keep a straight face. when the perky effervescent Ms Fields is staring at me.... |
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I see a nun here running wild
Just like a cheeky happy child To get a grip can be hard to do When trying to carry the porta loo |
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so that's what hides under the habit!!!!!!
hi Urs! |
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Popping back in, I actually did make sage tea. It's cooling now.
Hey Riva. Careful with that thing, dear... they're messy if you drop 'em... trust me on that one. |
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Hey
Did you drop it before or after the bottle of vodka |
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One thing led to the other, hard to remember, I think the vodka came first.
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Hi Riv
Cheeky children Porting porta heads Needn't kneel and pray And grip their beds Nun the better Amish gone wild Prayer wasted air For an Atheist child ...and Lee "You love me, you really love me!" |
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BRB, going to get my tea...
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Beachieeeee
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