
That is all.
More why i need therapy
Hmmm... you don't strike me as an asshole. Quite the opposite. I did notice that your Haiku has gone missing.
Related to this post?
Yes, it is.
Hey, did you know your foot feels a LOT bigger when it's stuffed in your mouth?
Posted by: Helena on November 21, 2006 01:45 PMPerhaps some peppermint-flavoured foot lotion would help make it more palatable?
Posted by: savia on November 21, 2006 08:56 PMWell, yes. I've often wished for The Great Rewind Button of Life so that I could watch my big foot come out of my mouth, my head pop out of my ass and the, at the right moment, pause just before I utter a stupid phrase or hit the damnable 'enter' key. Alas, I am left simply to try and make amends, hoping for the best. You'll be fine, dear... and you are definitely NOT an asshole!
Posted by: Spender on November 22, 2006 07:46 AMAhh WELCOME !!!!
Posted by: Batonga on November 22, 2006 11:41 AMYour statement made me laugh which tells me that I doubt it's veracity. Maybe once in a while (like many of us), but not overall.
As for haiku- I missed that one, but I have a proposition for ya. I'm having a little Thanksgiving haikuathon over on my blog, and I'd love it if you'd stop by and share a t-day haiku if you felt like it. At the very least, I think you'd enjoy the links to last year's haikus.
keep on keepin' on,
C
You guys are the best. Thank you for always being so good to me. And now, as I've had it on authority from several reliable sources that I am NOT an asshole, I'll never mention it again :)
Posted by: Helena on November 22, 2006 12:26 PM
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