discolé monade

is still trying to score on some boot leg vcr tapes.

purchased the 'dog the bounty hunter', excercise program, featuring 7 minute abs.

smelled what the rock was cooking, and suggested the wrestler get a cream for it.

again, is wondering why in the hell this guy is in her private residence....

wait. you mean data/info entry......on a computer....right? not like people in the e.r. ; one guys finger is missing and he has a pet alligator in a cage (as said finger is in said companion), some kids nose won't stop bleeding ( probably from te orange seeds she shoved up there), there's a couple with a blanket, and for some reason he's on her lap..... you know shit like that.

see....this guy fucking gets it!!

thought 'police academy' was a training video.

we are animals. arguably the dumbest animals on the planet.

this guy. he gets it.

has tried, on multiple occassions, to use an umbrella like mary poppins.

looking back, she, in fact, did NOT get those letters out that day.

has anyone heard of the term 'body-doubling', in the capacity of having someone just be in the room while you get thinngs/chores/taks completed? tl:dr, just got home, and the sewing room can kiss my arse.

doesn't know where the beef is.

hey sis!

he SWEARS he saw a puddy-tat! he DID, he DID!

has finally found work..... you guessed it: mascotting as the chic'fil'a cow.

orchestrated a fail coup, by using assassinating cows.

has previously tipped over those high-fiving cows.

apparently sneaks into board members homes, surveys, then comes to the boards, and spills all the tea.

it's musky musk and his funky bunch. *dons tin foil fascinator*

suffers from hippopotomonstrosequippedaliophobia.

picman 2/switch i'm on level 14, and i've been stuck on level 14 for a hot minute. at 103 days now.... supplies depleting, hostile world, no end in sight.

finally had turkey dinner. stuffing, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes.

i have 2 billiey blankets to make, 2 classes to muddle through, and inventory. lol i'm in bed, after eating a turkey supper, and gonna' nap LET THE PROCRASTINATION NATION ....NOT DO ANYTHING WE"RE SUPPOSED TO!

vented her spleen. in public.