hahaaaaaaaaaaa thumper!~!!!


Heyyyyyyyyyyyy Laura!!!!

<-------clog dancing to thumpers crazy music!!!

clog dancing not me I am having all I can do to stand let alone dance

hey laura. whats shakin, and crazy music,, yeah right,, i aint playin the dresden dolls, so it aint crazy

are you ok???

still got a broken ankle laura?

We'll get lost on this dance floor
Spinnin' around
And around
And around
And around


stop the spinning.......
Thanks Thumper now Im really in trouble

ankle is doing fine,but I have been on a long night of drinking

Ohhhhhhhhhhh broken ankle.......I sprained my once......ohhhhhhhhh I have stories I cannot repeat here but I do believe there was a seeing eye dog involved and a wonderwoman moment........and a hella lot of boooooze geeeeeeez but ya it hurtz!!!

i know what you mean gyps, i seperated mine completely and it was soooooooooooo not fun

I wasnt having a wonderwoman moment ......I just slipped and fell.....but I probably looked like I was flying across the parking lot so glad no one had a camera,cause it would of been on funny home videos

good job laura is all i can say

I hope you sue!!!!

yeah right Thump ...your over there laughing your ass off I know you

tell the insurance company you mean ............ BUISNESS

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.

[background singing begins: "detachable penis" over and over]

This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.

Im not going to sue
It was my fault...I should of been walking where it was all sanded,but no I decided to take a chance because I didnt want to walk around the snowbanks

youll be alright laura,, lol

those first couple lines caught me off guard for a minute

then I realized it was that song by King Missile (think I spelled it right)

your right,, thats where i got my idea for my detachable penis that gets on planes and goes to see people ive never met while im asleep

hahaaaaaaaaaaaaa wtf????

Dear diary bar..........I must be hallucinating!!!! Where is my anti dementia meds???