Next time all you'll get is my back.
Hey shameless! This won't be the first time in my life that I've been completely upstaged by baked goods and it likely won't be my last.
I've been around, but I haven't been posting as much. I go in cycles. I think the occasional frosted mini-break from BWW is necessary for my sanity.
How've you been?
Good morning everyone.
I'm feeling kind of blue today. No specific reason - just blue all over. I'm going for a retro-breakfast. Dancing pop-tarts washed down with chocolate Quick. Feel free to join me.
Broadway Legend Joined: 11/2/05
Morning, all.
I'm having a hard, HARD time maintaining a 'high road' approach right now - and I'm not sure what to do about that. As some know, it is NOT in my nature to keep my big mouth shut.
*shoves a muffin in DG's mouth*
Screw the muffins.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
*takes muffin out of DG's mouth*
Ah, you're suffering with the old, "I know the difference between right and wrong, high road and low road, but I am not sure that I care at the moment?"
Lately, I've been visiting that street everyday at work.
I'm doing well, Patronus, but I'm training a new employee this week, so my BWW time has been severely restricted.
In fact, I'll have to run any minute. Play nice you guys. And, don't mean to my Rath! You mess with her, you mess with the whole family!
Family?
The family with the hunky, destined to be with SOMMS, cousin?
Oh crap I need to email him - I think he's going to be in town soon.
Thanks!
Were you even going to tell me?
Perhaps I would have if you had been a bit more appreciative of my loving concern.
Rathy-poo, sweety, darlin', sugah, honey, snookums, pookie.
Now give me his damn e-mail adrress!
Too little, too late, buddy boy.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
You'll have to suggle up to her muffins, SOMMS.
That didn't sound right.
Oh, DG, let it all out.
What would you know about my muffins, Moony?
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
That if you don't nuke them enough, the bugs still move.
Okay. You do know.
As you brush your shoes
And stand before the mirror
And you comb your hair
And grab your coat and hat
And you walk, wet streets
Tryin' to remember
All the wild breezes
In your mem'ry ever.
And ev'rything looks so complete
When you're walkin' out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flyin', cryin'
Ooh-wee!
The wild night is calling.
And all the girls walk by
Dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boogie-woogie
On the corner of the street
And the people passin' by
Just stare in wild wonder
And the inside juke-box
Roars out just like thunder.
And everything looks so complete...
The wild night is calling
The wild night is calling
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance....
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
COPYRIGHT ALERT!!!
Bite me!
You don't shout CA when Boobs posts song lyrics.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
I don't pay attention to him.
Where is he, anyway?
Tattle tale!
How are the adults today?
DG, I had a brief moment when I got off the road last night. Unfortunately the thread banished.
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