Been working -- I have a Nobel laureate to discredit by Tuesday, and while I've been reading, I spend a lot more time when I comment. I'm gone again until after Tuesday, probably.
Do you know, after you wrote that stuff about proposing to her, and she disappeared, I thought that either she decided she didn't want to toy with you anymore, or your correspondence continued in secret. Feverishly.
A mind like Norman Mailer, I've got. (Or like Yoda, considering the construction of that sentence.)
Unfogged, the mafia-family blog. Two cock jokes and one grammar critique to get in, but once you're in, there's no leaving.
What, did you people think I meant walk away from commenting?
The real twist is when you all find out who the Nobel laureate is.....
and what name he blogs under.
Ha, LB - you're just shirking your responsibility to upload a body part for the Frankenblogger...
ah, i'm bummed that i didn't get a chance to claim that she and i had run off together, considering how much i dig smart girls with freckles.
i guess i'll have to grit my teeth and go back to injuring in DIY projects. anyone have a shin he can offer as a transplant? my right one seems to be on its last, er, legs.