December 2nd, 2004
|08:15 am - Quote of the Day|
Yes, this is an old one, but a good one:
"Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: "OW! I poked a hole in my tongue with my pen!"
|Date:||December 2nd, 2004 05:28 pm (UTC)|| |
Dad came up with that one. It makes me giggle like mad. I don't know what brought it to mind this morning.
|Date:||December 2nd, 2004 04:34 pm (UTC)|| |
Shouldn't that be "OW! I pouggghed a hougggghl ib by tounggggue wib by ben"?
Yes, I believe you are correct.
Don't ask me: Dad made it up.
Now I understand.
Great. Now I'm not only a Charlie fan, but now I'm a Dad fan as well.
I'm going to turn into one of those crazy stalkers who dresses like you, acts like you, and then one day secretly bumps you out of the way and assumes your life and hopes that no one will notice. Sorta like that winner of the Paul McCartney sound-alike contest did after the real Paul McCartney died.
Of course, I don't actually know what you look like, but I refuse to be deterred by tiny details...
* kitty giggles *
I command it!
Dude. I'm totally stalking you now. I'm actually going back and reading all your old entries.
You slay me, and I heart you for it! I can't read all of them but you don't have to friend me if you don't want to. I just wanted you to know I hearted you.
Oh, and I'm glad Chewie is better! Thank goodness!
Hahaha! The friends entries are mostly just me bitching (and/or whining!) about my health issues, and so they aren't very entertaining or interesting.
Did you read that whole long story about how we got Chewie? I wrote that like waaaay back in 2004, I think. Poor little guy. He's getting old now, and I hate to see it. He's still my baby puppy.
Yeah, I did but I'm still waiting for the end. I see no lampshade, deadly or otherwise!
And I would love it if you join my forum when I get it up. I have to figure out a name for it first but then, its ON!
LMAO! I know ... I started out to write about how I ended up looking like I'd been caned because my legs were all bruised from Chewie bumping into me with that lampshade thing on his head after his surgery, but then I went into why I would spend the money on surgery, and that led to how I got him, and then the whole thing just went way out of control.
I've been trying for two years to figure out how the fuck to get it back on track and get to the lampshade without going over ten fucking years of dog and cat ownership. hahahaha!!!