Late-night (and some daylight) ramblings

I wore sunglasses all day and look like a red-and-white raccoon. Still want me to hang out in here? I look pretty ridiculous.

 

Well, rock on. I hadn't posted in about the past 220 pages of this thread, but I'd like to think my "girls don't fart" comment helped it really get going.

 

I wear my sunglasses at night, too! That's just because I'm famous and I don't need all the adoring fans knowing who I am.

 

That was perhaps the most stimulating discussing we've had on this thread. IMHO, of course.

 

My sister is pregnant . . . again. She and her hubby are like freaking rabbits.

 

I visited my little sister last week and watched her drink her first Irish car bomb. She just turned 21 about a month ago and that was the first time I'd seen her at a legal drinking age.

 

She really wasn't that drunk, and I bought her a bunch of drinks. I was a weird combination of proud and disappointed. Then again, she just finished her third year of college at a notorious party school, so I guess I shouldn't have been shocked. But still ...

 

Ax, and ye shall receive...

As my good friend Doc likes to say,

'Sup, beoches?

 

The proper way to say is ... ri-goddamn-diculous.

 

I slept all day. I was exhausted.

 

I believe it is REfuckingdiculous...

 

*looking around*

I don't see any retch-inducing pics of fuzzy kitties and puppies (not you, spup). That's a start.