ha ha ha! I don't know why but it reminds me of the "kids in the Hall" where a man and his wife are leaving to go out all dressed up and the car won't start so he lifts up the hood, takes a look, then tells his wife "try now". She turns the ignition and nothing happens. then he fiddles with something, "try now". nothing. then he kicks the front tire "try now". nothing. The he closes the hood. "try now".... then he kicks the back tire... ha ha ha.
Attack fleas....hmmm....if they can be trained to do circus acts...they certainly can be trained to attack.
Remember how I was whining and bitching about my company forcing me to use a Blackberry....I just got it today and I love it. Of course, I haven't programmed it to do anything useful for my job yet...but whateva.
You've been using "drive by" a lot...remember where I grew up...**dives under desk**
your right, I have been using that term alot.. hahaha- do you remember that Henry Rollins albulm "Henrietta Collins and The Wife Beating Child Haters" it had that song in it.... "gonna get in my car and go, go, go/ gonna drive to a neighborhood/ kill someone we don't know/ driiive byyy shooooting.." ahhhh, crazy ol Henrietta... a song for the people by the people. HAHA.. whuuuuutttt? I've got to take the caffiine down a notch
I guess it depends what he meant by a little oil leaking. If it has been leaking for a while it could mean a bigger problem. I would wait until it was day and then check it out.
What? Did I miss something? Hey look the TV is on, and baseball is on. What was I doing outside again? That girl in the beer commercials has huge boobs.
Oh wait...you don't have derby practice after work do you? I don't want you to kill anyone....or wear your fancy new wheels down to the rim in one practice.
OH MY GOD. If you could hear the conversation that I'm having with a guy on the phone right now at work, your jaw would hit the ground. This guy, currently- is asking me how the horoscopes in our paper have helped him since awhile back ago he got into an accident and when he got home his wife showed him the current horoscopes which basically said "look out for the tree george" and now he wants to know how that- by reading them after the actual accident took place, how that helped him. Now he's cussing, and I think slurring his words slightly. Dear god. I love my job, I love my job, I love my job. I think tonight........ I Drink. Tomorrow- I Derby. By Friday, I'll be freaking golden.
I know it's silly, but I like the dogs fat roll. Funny stuff.
I'm sorry...I just wanted you to know that your horoscopes were very good...better than Miss Cleo...I didn't think I was slllurrring thaaat muuch. Mean lady at the paper.
Yeah, my brother sent me that one about four years back.
I think my other (older) brother then sent it to me two years after. He had just (finally) gotten on the net, so for about a year he was forwarding me stuff that made me think, "Welcome to 2001!"
I had that Henrietta Collins record on vinyl. No idea where it is right now. I should see if it's on iTunes. It probably is out of print or I'd have to scour the used bins to find it on CD.
"Cut it off, the whole thing! Wipe that shit off your mouth! Put it in an envelope, mail it to me, P.O Box..."