Yeah boyyyyyyyy
Scribing at 8:33 p.m. on 2004-06-16
*jumping from the sudden shock of a cattle prod or some other electrical device of heinous torture*
OW!
*looking around grumpily*
What the HELL ?
Oh. Nice. That was from DangerSpouse, you say?
*grumble*
Thanks, bub.
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In other news ..
Yes, I suck. I haven't been around in like a month, and I suck. Yes. You're absolutely right. But you know something? My boys love me. Look here, they proved it ...
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA
*regaining my composure*
Ok. All better now.
For those that have no idea what that picture is about .. shame on you.
For those that do, was that not the SWEETEST game EVER?!?
*cough*
Ok. Sorry. *ahem*
Anyway, as I said .. although I suck, my boys still love me. They proved it, by winning the Championship as a personal birthday present to me. What's that you say? Shhhh. Tomorrow is my birthday. Yes, that's right. Thursday. That's the one. And I am firmly convinced that the Pistons won the Championship as a birthday present to me, because otherwise they would have let it go to 7 games. They could have. But they didn't. The sponsorship people don't like me for having a birthday this week, but they can get right over it.
Nice way to finish up my last bassetball season in the Land O' Sleet, I think. And nothing like common sense or truth is going to stand in the way of my personal views this evening, because I am having a good time. So there you go.
I am off momentarily for the Snake Pit, but just wanted to have the glee of posting that picture and letting you all know exactly WHY the Pistons took it when they did. Because some of you may not know.
Yes, yes, alright .. I'll be back after work tonight and update for real, and give props where props are due; and soon I will catch up on all the fabulous brilliant wonderful people that I usually read, because I'm way behind on that too.
Please feel free, however, to send me email stuffed with love, testimonials to my studliness (feel free to lie if necessary) how fabulous I am, how you've missed me, and how you'd like to throw me up against the wall and scrump my brains out for my birthday, which, in case you didn't see that up there *points* is tomorrow.
Yes, I adore you all.
I'll be back. *insert AH-NULD .wav file here*
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