Friday, May 25, 2007

Spring Ought-Seven

It must be spring because Trevor and I are having this conversation.

We must be married now because this time 'round, he told me to screw off. He'll mow whatever he wants to mow.

In other words, 8 months after witnessed peace talks, diplomacy has deteriorated and violence has escalated.

Send food aid. Preferably in the form of Old Dutch brand Popcorn Twists.

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2 comments:

Anonymous James ~ 11:41 AM

Are you talking about grass or pubic hair? Seriously, I'm not sure.  


Blogger Working From Home Today ~ 11:55 AM

Lawn, all lawn. He can do what he bloody well pleases with his own, well, you know.  


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