not today
May 8, 2008
Miss Adams —
Cannot post today. She is too bloated.
See you tomorrow.
Maybe ripping up some Victoria’s Secret catalogs will appease me.
where the art work comes from :
that is longing for god’s house by terri lynn
the sometimes suspect musings of max adams
Miss Adams —
Cannot post today. She is too bloated.
See you tomorrow.
Maybe ripping up some Victoria’s Secret catalogs will appease me.
where the art work comes from :
that is longing for god’s house by terri lynn
May 8, 2008 at 3:09 am
Gah
May 8, 2008 at 4:28 am
Bloated is a state of mind.
May 8, 2008 at 7:32 am
You are not bloated, it’s…muscle, right?
May 8, 2008 at 8:48 am
So many things I could say before getting decapitated . . . . .
May 8, 2008 at 9:31 am
think waterfalls
May 8, 2008 at 11:39 am
Um. Right. Muscle. Now I will don all white and go dance with butterflies or canoe or something.
May 8, 2008 at 1:59 pm
“So many things I could say before getting decapitated . . . . .”
Should have thought about that first.
May 8, 2008 at 2:41 pm
Who dares wi - - KACHUNK!
May 8, 2008 at 6:19 pm
You know a woman was in on it when they were inventing Wing Chun who one day said, Listen, I have cramps, there must be a way to take that guy’s head off without moving too much. And low and behold, the one inch punch was born.
May 9, 2008 at 10:37 am
Wow - It must be so miserable to be so bloated that your fingers are too big to fit on the keyboard.
Maybe you could do that steven hawking thing of typing with a straw or pencil sticking out of your mouth.
I guess we will just wait for you to come back to us.
May 9, 2008 at 5:03 pm
Con, darling, I am not incapable of typing, I am just surly enough I thought I would spare you my wrathful phase. That can change at any moment though. :::delicate cough:::