I started writing something fun and silly. Then I suddenly got a wave of tired that I couldn't control. It just steamrolled me out of the blue. So, now I am a paper-thin wafer of myself, drifting to the ground like a feather.
I guess that means I'll have to pretty up the previous post tomorrow.
Tonight is going to be the kind of sleep where when you get into bed, you know you'll be out in less than 5 minutes. BEST EVER.
My socks are tight.
5 comments:
Maybe it was just your tight socks, cutting off circulation to your brain. And by brain, I mean the one in your head. Chicks only gots one. Guys have two brains. If you have to ask where the other one is, you're too young to be reading this blog, so go to school, you lazy little brat!
The BEST sleep is after 2 double lime margaritas and 2 extra strength Tylenol PM...
... (or so I've heard.)
Are your tightie-tootsie-covers as cute as the ones Ma was sporting on her Blog?
Sometimes I think NGB is my illegitmate brother because I was going to write something very similiar to his comment .
.... I think Misster Kitty is on my tail ...he posted almost the same time as mine ( Don't read into this too deep it is just a dirty play on words )
MEOW!
;)
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