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The House and I
It's not about the house.
Me, Whee!
- EGE
- I ramble. And I see time in three dimensions. You probably don't want to get in a philosophical discussion with me when I'm drunk.
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- AssVac/Destructo Landscaping Lesson #1
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- Go, Speed Racer!
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- Sunday Snapshot
- The Plates, Boss! The Plates!
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- Picture Pages! Part 4: Pig, Sink, Dishwasher & Etc.
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The House and I
Life in a falling-down bungalow told with
wit and high humor
11 comments:
First: holy crap do you need a hobby!
Second: I assume you know your address is shown in the last picture?
Can we car pool to the funny farm?
Whoops! I just thought it was funny the way he landed on the floor, so I took a picture. I forgot that junk mail that fell out of the trash three days ago and I haven't bothered to pick up yet, would still have my address on it.
I suppose I wouldn't want any CRAZY people wandering into the AssVac -- we're all full up already, thank you! So I erased it. Thanks for the heads-up, Jeff.
Although, seeing as how you had to enlarge it and spin it around to read the address, maybe it's not just me who needs a hobby.
On the bright side, now everybody knows where I went to school without me having to tell them. Everybody bored enough to enlarge the picture and spin it around, that is.
Oh, and ILU -- will you drive? I get so TIRED....
Will it be wrong for me to sell the address to the highest bidder now?
I gotta fund my renovation work somehow!
Listen, buddy: you couldn't fund a dorrknob with what you'd get for that!
Well what did it taste like?
Plums and dirt and dental work.
PLUMS!?
HAHAHAHA.
I bet that was stale and horrid.
Not THOSE kinds of plums!
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