The compound is under construction. Gathering enough plywood, galvanized tin and used trailers takes time, not to mention stockpiling all the shotgun ammo, canned goods and bourbon.
It's precisely this type of postthat keeps me coming back time after time.
I wanna be that glamorous. I wanna look like a Louis V purse. After years of toting wallets and lipsticks and wire hangers.
I initially misread "narcoleptic" as "necrophiliac".I am glad I was mistaken.
What did Joan Crawford die of? If it wasn't skin cancer, I don't know how she managed to dodge that bullet.
Barbara, heart attack after a bout with pancreatic cancer. Famous last quote, when she heard a housekeeper praying for her:"DAMN IT! DON'T YOU DARE ASK GOD TO HELP ME!"Splotchy, now THAT'S comedy!Beth, lol. My aunt Irma, from Georgia, once described a woman who had moved to Florida and gone tan, as (imagine the thick Savannah, GA accent here) "lookin' like a beat-up old leather bag"Dr MVM, thank you, come again!
NO WIRE HANGERS!!!
Heh heh heh...thank you, Mr. Miller. I was wondering who'd reference that.
I think I need to start wearing turbans. Then I won't have to worry about finding a colorist in Dhaka.
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