discolé monade

but it's not tuesday.

if you would like to, sure. don't have to do anything you don't want to do.

@cryptkicker5 @midnight one of you sonofabishes is going to get my garden tilled. so help me buddha.

i mean...if he wants to. but, i don't put guests to work. we also have to til the garden. @midnight

ok..this show is deliciously twisted and a mind humpin'. and never mind that i adore christopher meloni. i love when he does comedy. and he's so...wonderfully kooky. i'm only on s1 ep2. but, yeah...this is a keeper.

SHUT UP! ok...i need... things.

take it to rants. >.>

you bring the cheez wiz.

trump is doing an outstanding job. he's just misunderstood.

stand up. do 10 jumping jacks. some calf stretches. and arm stretches. drink some water. that'll do ya for at least 20 minutes. repeat as necessary.

what happened to salmon cakes? lazy bones. i'm hungry...but don't know what i want. too damn lazy to cook, as well. i suppose a hot dog. *sigh* and some chips *sigh*

hmm well...none the less congrats on getting a gig. and congrats to your lady friend. that's good stuff.

what was your name on [as] ? i remember the name kat eyes.

why not try to help mother gaia? plant trees. grow flowers for the bees. pick up litter, etc... because really...there is no plane(t) b.

oh hell no. i'm done with yard sales. besides i think i got rid of most of the stuff worth anything in previous sales. i can't stand bartering. i have some things for baby mama, and some things that i'll drop off at goodwill. the giant ass broke freezer will be turned into a storage box.

zeni appealing to pooh's softer side.

alright...i think ole g has had enough... maybe...

zeni proving his 'g' ness like..

zeni coming at pooh like...

mid coming at pooh like...

nah...strolling into this thread like...

so much fucking shit. feng shui is fucked.

goof?

we are one more christmas away from being aired on hoarders. TIGHT!!!!

funny you say that. but yeah...i think i'm a better person. i didn't hold onto that shit, like some people do. i look at it like 'he didn't kill me, just made me stronger' except that one time he through me down the stairs because i lost my bus pass. it was right after that i left. but, i mean...he taught me how to fight like a dude...so. he gave me gumption, get up and go, do your shit once and well, all that stuff. he adored my sibling. and honestly, probably because she was blond/porcelain. i met up with later in life, right before i went into service, and he was proud of me then, but, probably because right after mos school i got orders to saudi. maybe he thought i was gonna' die? than he could brag? eh...iono. that is ancient history.