Nature Week — Again
I’m not sure what I’m looking at here, but I’m pretty sure I’ve been called one a few hundred times. Kids can be so mean.
It’s still Canada Day, and instead of sitting in the rain watching taxpayer funded firework displays, I’m here on my computer trying to make the world a better place, one stinking post at a time.
I should be given a medal, at the very least.
July 1st, 2009 at 6:25 pm
Well whatever it is you drink on an occasion like this, have another on me.
That’s either a closeup of Lindsey Lohan’s hoo hoo or you need to scrub the shower more often.
July 1st, 2009 at 7:08 pm
She has a bird shaped tattoo on her inner left thigh. I’m just sayin’
July 1st, 2009 at 9:30 pm
Am I supposed to feel dirty when I look at that picture? Nature is so filthy dirty.
(Hello, Mitchievillians. I was away for two weeks and didn’t have a computer.)
July 2nd, 2009 at 3:58 am
Mare — Believe me when I say you were missed. I notice whenever my constituents aren’t around.
I’m like Santa Clause and his whole *sees you when you’re sleeping* gig. Except, when I do it, it’s with high-tech equipment and is borderline icky.
You know what I mean. I hope.
Welcome home.
July 2nd, 2009 at 10:23 am
I lost all interest in religion when I asked my Sunday school teacher if Jesus watched us poop and he said no.
July 2nd, 2009 at 11:04 am
GF, you were lucky! I attended a Presbyterian church.
When I asked a similar question, the Sunday school teacher made me go sit by myself, and then ratted me out to my Mom, who was not very pleased with me, and gave me a (verbal) thrashing!
Shortly thereafter,I converted to whatever Faith didn’t require me to go to Sunday School, and spent my Sundays hunting rabbits.
It was months before Mom found out!
She didn’t force me to go back, though, I guess she figured there was no hope anyway.
July 2nd, 2009 at 11:05 am
Oh yeah, and welcome back, Mare.