It's the little things in life that make it bearable, dear; a large noggin of grog certainly can't hurt.
Tuesday, January 18
Ay, me, for the good old days...
No, no, I'll be all right. It's always a bit sad when things change, but on the other hand (BOTHERATION!) things are ever so different now for Gus.
And different is so close to difficult, is it not?
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*pets miz b* there, there, boss lady. please remember the french soubriquet (if you can bear to) 'plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose.' loosely translated: the more things change, the more they remain the same. right. so stiffen that upper lip in your best british tradition, we'll throw tits to the wind, and continue on with bloggin'. for as long as gus blogs, the mcfinster brothers will read and shenanigans requirin' a windex moment will happen.
havin' read your scientific article, i'm a lil perturbed i haven't heard a word about my lil rodent num nums. *sighs* at some point, you must encourage your children to go out in the world, but it's so much more reassurin' when they write or bring home the dirty laundry. even a cheese rind.
that courtesy sex change is a lil iffy; i find myself fightin' the urge to scratch while balanced on my manolo blahniks. a very precarious state to be sure.
i think we need a party, boss lady. something to bring us out of the winter doldrums. when is groundhog day?
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*pets miz b* there, there, boss lady. please remember the french soubriquet (if you can bear to) 'plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose.' loosely translated: the more things change, the more they remain the same. right. so stiffen that upper lip in your best british tradition, we'll throw tits to the wind, and continue on with bloggin'. for as long as gus blogs, the mcfinster brothers will read and shenanigans requirin' a windex moment will happen.
havin' read your scientific article, i'm a lil perturbed i haven't heard a word about my lil rodent num nums. *sighs* at some point, you must encourage your children to go out in the world, but it's so much more reassurin' when they write or bring home the dirty laundry. even a cheese rind.
that courtesy sex change is a lil iffy; i find myself fightin' the urge to scratch while balanced on my manolo blahniks. a very precarious state to be sure.
i think we need a party, boss lady. something to bring us out of the winter doldrums. when is groundhog day?
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