From the Mouths of Babes
Barrel of Monkeys
My mother told me the other day that her new friend is the same age as I am- in her mid-sixties. I was like, "Uh, Mom, I'm in my mid-fifties.""Oh right," she answered. "That's how old Debby is too."
75 more days and we can have this conversation in person drunk off our asses. And then we can compare spare tires....LMAO
Un uhhhh! Not me! I've been doing pole-to-poles. I will NOT have spare anything when I get there? Should we put a little wager on this, Propane?
give a big dramatic sigh and let it go-- and certainly don't go trying to change yourself for something she said.
Don't you just love those one liners.
That's entirely too funny. Or not, probably, if you're you. Like many a bloggy friend says, if we weren't laughing, we'd be crying.
LMAO!!! that would be a powerful breakthrough in lesbian sex!!! you could make MILLIONS!!! !!! :)is it a girl or a boy?
Yeah, Rocket, that's what I was thinking. I'm a dead broke lesbian who's definitely not getting the next son of God - so what are the chances?
you mean, we really don't need men for anything at all?and hey, i got all your bellies beat anyway.
maybe she's trying to get back at you for not using her lamps...Can I call her a twat? please?
Laura, please call her anything that gets you through a day that she invades. I've called her twat before. Bitch more often than that and Fucking Bitch even more often. And Fuck that Fucking LAMP!