I'm takin' my first whack at making Porcupines for our dinner. I haven't had those in over 50 years. I had Mom's recipe on an index card, but Marla must've moved or thrown it away, I can't find it. I hope Doc likes 'em, they're kind of labor intensive to make.
That watermelon I bought the other day for $5 yielded over 8lbs. of fruit, the $2.88/lb melons would've cost about $50 (maybe I misread the tag, that doesn't seem right).
Nothing in the news except bitching/lies about Trump/Putin.
T-minus 5 hours when my weekend starts. I suppose I should clean bathrooms and get myself cleaned up before my company arrives.
No, but if you send me twenty bux, I'll tell you a weird story about my handler Punk killing a guy at the Finland Station in Russia, then freaking out about me killing a mole in her back yard a couple years later.
Put your credit card away. If me and Kim are still online, I'll tell it for free if I get shitfaced enough.
I need a shower and to go through Pac's devices to see how many times he cheated on me this week. Just kidding, but his tax accountant is starting to worry me. 🤣
I wrote a blues song about thirty years ago entitled, curiously enough, "Dr. Kimmy Ain't No Dick Doctor" but the rejection letters from the major publishers drove me into a deep funk.
I wrote a blues song about thirty years ago entitled, curiously enough, "Dr. Kimmy Ain't No Dick Doctor" but the rejection letters from the major publishers drove me into a deep funk.
Apparently you were a bit ahead of your time.
Doc is a bit spunky tonight. I think it's the fluorescent bulb in my flying bug catcher in the downstairs bathroom wigging out and flashing like a disco light.
Never a white three piece suit around when you need one.
You got a sewer cleanout at your new joint where I can unload my RV tanks?
Kimmy doesn't know what I'm talkin' about or if she's got room in her B&B's driveway for my new house. As far north as it is, it's probably a septic tank.
I want to post that wind turbine clip again, but I'll just leave my greatest fear ever here instead...
Kim's a lot better looking than that drug-swallowing skank.
Melissa died tending flowers in her garden, Aleena died in her sleep two weeks after getting home, I'm not exactly sure what happened to Cari.
I can't think of Kimmy being slid down my narrow stairs in a body bag.