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How did you know this is pumpkin carving week end. It was decided yesterday that tomorrow we'd do that (hope Glenn went outside).
Was it somebody here, or Mr. Menckin?
Hope No kin's pulled a nasty rude trick.
Maybe he rose from the grave to tease?
Whoopee cushin, placed on Lazy boys?
In shock, I thought maybe some one should go shopping. Men get hungry. The checkout clerk can be a vegan or a carnivore. Who cares? If a rejected ugly American idol, employed at the BP gas quick-shop store, would have only watched the debate with GW, instead of drinking a 6-pack of Belgium Laffe Ale. If that, there would be No worry. no palin lovers. Now the giving a oral math exams is too late. banks close. This is making Males cranky. Finance matters can confuses Confucius? I Vote for no whoopee cushions. No McCan lover boys.
The male headache is now worster. It's entering migraine mushroom proportions, and being fueled by caffeine, canned Spam, can smoked hams, tins of sardines, round Alaskan tuna fish, and the hippy, avowed vegans. The moose eater can derange a vegan. Who? whoopee.
It's cold in the East woods, and males are cold.
Next, expect 3-inches of snow, bad blizzard, next?
Schools may close on Sunday? no bible study class?
When will sooloonist admit it's shocking? a fight, a struggle, a barely is a male a tin hat can collector, survival
Pedinska. I am a nuisance. I know that, so now stop teasing male men. They will never bring a letter to Glenn, or you. But the last time I was outside, a acorn dropped on the noggin. A monkey said`Go go do dane and hop into a bed, and drop off to sleep. And what do you know, I fell out of bed, bumped my head, and the doc said `There no more hope for a America meal, anymore.
Well, if males wore eyeliner makeup, we'd be balling so bad, a man's facial cheek would have ugly black veins.
irate males unit.
We need chow.
Who fixes supper?
Who does beer runs?