coffee for karma.. here ya go

drags in a toy box

dang this fun doing 30 feet in the air. hugs cowgirl. shoots ape in the ass. and buys a round of drinks 4 everyone. ooh then almost falls.lol

poor ape

dont you get yourself hurt baby..you get hurt and you wont be able to get online this evening when you get off work

Toys???

i know jenni.. i think he's been shot in the ass 4 maybe 5 times


what kinda toys are in the box jenni

yes, gallon o coffee. pweese. I am watchin i LOVEEEE new york. this show is such a train wreck, I can't stop watching.

slinkies, legos, frisbees that they dog ate,my creepy crawler oven set, my mad scientist kitchen set and a bunch of headless barbies

wooohooo lets play.. i wanna make some creepy crawlies

Oooh mad scientist kitchen set ....I have one of those!!

covers all the headless barbies with clue and sticks them to the door


ya know John's prolly gonna send me to time out for this

G'mornin,

I love slinkies

lol@jenni.. probably ..

morning catch

Time out for gluing barbies to the door??


I would say so

clue?? er I meant glue yeah thats it glue!!

lol..


for my cowboy


The strands in your eyes
That color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains
Thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth

And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated; I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache
That hangs from above

(Chorus)I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
And you're my survival
You're my living proof
My love is alive and not dead

And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated; I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache
That hangs from above

(Chorus)

And I've dropped out, I've burned up
I fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on
Remembered the thing that you said

(Chorus)
(Chorus)

The greatest fan of your life

glues my sneakers to the bar