I'll French kiss the first person that shows up at my door with a 20 oz. Coke. And maybe some Funyuns.*
*Disclaimer: If you are not my husband or you are a woman, no spit will be swapped.
November 15, 2007
Long live stress eating
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Kelli!
If I were closer, I would be on my way now with your treats.
Sorry for the sucky last night. Sounds like it's time for some rabbit stew for dinner tonight.
Good luck getting a nap!!
Lins
I was thinking rabbit fajitas.
Did I ever tell you I had rabbit once, its pretty good if I remember correctly.
Are the 2 12 pks gone????
You brought those two weeks ago, and Bryce was drinking them, too. Today, though, I would need the unmatched glorious taste of a 20 oz. I don't know what it is...
I think it's time for the rabbit to go to "live with other rabbits at the rabbit farm." Or if you want, my mom lives out in the country, you could let him free across the street where the horses and other animals live. So it might get eaten by a coyote like one of our cats did, but at least you'd have washed your hands of all responsibility. :) You need sleep, Kelli!
I have his cage pushed up against the wall so he can't get out. I'm working on a solution...cage in the laundry room, perhaps...I'm going to try a little longer before I give up. The girl who gave him to me said I could always give him back.
Oh yeah and I just read you Judy quote...If there is one famous person I want to meet when I die, its here...I kind of wanted to be her as a child!
I'll be in your neighborhood in just a bit...I'll drop one buy.
but James can by your proxy for the french kiss deal :)
Is this French kissing going to go on before or after the partaking of the Funyuns?
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