knotzen

Hey! I resemble that remark.

I miss him, too.

Get your creep on.

Just say "NO" to Peter Pan. Or Robin Hood or whatever.

OK, you poseurs, I'm going to bed.

Do you know where your CHAT is?

Is that a record?

'Course, some people with degrees can't figure out how to keep that nasty red X from sneaking into their avatars.

Try this: " Fuck you, you fucking fuck! " You'll feel Better.

Rumor is, Georgie Boy is hittin' the bottle again. BUSH'S BOOZE CRISIS By JENNIFER LUCE and DON GENTILE Faced with the biggest crisis of his political life, President Bush has hit the bottle again, The National Enquirer can reveal. Bush, who said he quit drinking the morning after his 40th birthday, has started boozing amid the Katrina catastrophe. Family sources have told how the 59-year-old president was caught by First Lady Laura downing a shot of booze at their family ranch in Crawford, Texas, when he learned of the hurricane disaster. His worried wife yelled at him: "Stop, George." Following the shocking incident, disclosed here for the first time, Laura privately warned her husband against "falling off the wagon" and vowed to travel with him more often so that she can keep an eye on Dubya, the sources add. "When the levees broke in New Orleans, it apparently made him reach for a shot," said one insider. "He poured himself a Texas-sized shot of straight whiskey and tossed it back. The First Lady was shocked and shouted: "Stop George!" http://www.nationalenquirer.com/celebrity/63426

sez you.

GU.

OK, who put the under my bonnet?

No! More coffee for me!

SOME people have to go out to a two-hour lunch with their boss and coworkers.

SOME people have to go out to a two-hour lunch with their boss and coworkers. Now I'm back for your entertainment pleasure.

Which one? And what about his _____?

Actually, it's Doxey. He broke my heart. I was all set to run off with him, because he gives good coffee, but then I found out he's married. I hate it when that happens.

My date? Oh yeah, my "date". Old what's-his-name, that climber dude. I almost forgot about him.

selkirk -> <- knotzen

I refer to the evil military industrial complex that keeps me enslaved to a desk, a corporate whore by necessity, when my soul wants to be unchained!! Anyway, ahem, moving on, then.

Fuck you, you fucking fuck! Whew, I feel better now. Drinks are on me.

Me, myself, and I. The penultimate triumvirate. (In my own little world.)