hey A-hole, why ya kickin me for? it's that amy whinybitchhouse thing isn't it?
Just be grateful he didn't push you into the lion's pit or the shark infested pool, Guido.
or put me in pasture with those damn cows again!
Sounds like a plan, D2! :)
I warned Harris that his using all those strings of Christmas lights as anal beads was going to be problematic.
Thanks, SOMMS - Diet Coke all over my keyboard now.
Throw some rum on it and Tink can lick it off tomorrow night.
Updated On: 12/7/07 at 02:06 PM
HAHAHAHA
SOMMSY you are bad! :)
haha, now that's something i might like to see in person. :)
me licking a keyboard? We need to get you some hobbies, mr.!
I just wanna see you licking something.
SOMMS, it's my office keyboard. Ain't gonna be anywhere near this place tomorrow.
And Guido! I'm shocked, I tells ya! Shocked. First Shira, now Tink! Have you no limits, man!?!
Hey! I didn't say what something. Popsicle, ice cream cone, lollipop...whatever's handy. :)
oh dear! lol
Oh, Deet! Should we?????
It's very tempting, SOMMS...
*peeks in and waves*
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
hi girly! :)
I didn't want to interrupt. Just wanted to say hey.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Girly, you are NEVER an interuption. MWAH! Would you like some pepperoni pizza dip? We're having a party on Harris.
Girly!!!
Having SO much drama with a board member. *sigh* Got no sleep last night.
DD, I know exactly what you're talking about...
Hi Girly!
Having a party ON Harris?! *mind boggles*
Pepperoni pizza dip. I think I have to make it that way next time.
Hey Sweet DQ! Do we need to beat up anyone? Boobs has people, ya know.
Hiya, Mr. D2!
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
She would enjoy the paddle, girly. Sometimes I wonder about being in a position of "power." I like being a peon.
Well Girly, to make a long story short: Harris sent in the cows to trash Boobs office. The office manager went after the cows and came back with all the hors d'oeuvres for the office party. SOMMS and I provided the recipes (and a little comic relief.)
Harris was none too pleased and as a result SOMMS and I will not be having to return any Christmas gifts to the Hooter(s)ville General Store.
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