I'm strong enough not to heave my cookies when I smell a dead body, which is what it smells like when Armistead comes peeking in my windows to see if I'm undressing in front of his wife and mine. Yeah, I know when you're there. Got a nose like a Bloodhound... dark in color and always wet.
I can only hope that you don't produce the Christmas play here this year. Poor Zero rolled in his grave last time and Celeon developed a complex with all those gay commie scenes you wrrote into it. Rumor has it that those scenes were written from personal experience?
But, a consumate professional actor looks past those things because the show must go on.
uh huh uh huh.
I hope Wernher succeeded in getting moved. The weather has not been ideal around here for that type of endeavor. It's such a pity that he had to uproot himself and move after becoming a Snookie target.
Her appetite for smoosh smoosh is insatiable. So I can see why.
How did you manage to find this thread Army Steed? ( Stud in his own mind) The Moderator that locked the door forgot to put up the "We moved" sign.
At least the girls will stop and ask for directions.
Wern and I will be meeting for breakfast soon and we will be plotting a way to have Armysteed removed from polite society. The glue factory comes to mind.