Saturday, July 24, 2010
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- Gonzo, Dog
- All this time, I thought it was my Amway training
- ... and maybe my car keys. I had to take the bus.
- It's in the car. Want to see it?
- Try sticking your food in a different hole.
- Smells like he's having lunch right now.
- I guess we won't be splitting the bill after all.
- I'll probably have to trim my sideburns a bit
- How he ate an entire Rottweiler is a mystery to me
- Steve, get in here and line my eyes for me.
- Get the tarp out of the pickup, honey
- And those chicken burgers were just about done
- Just trying to make the short list
- I'll gladly pay you Tuesday for a breakfast today
- Seafood dinner and a swim
- He's a rare skinless bone deer, if you need to know.
- Say the word, Mum, and I'll box his ears
- Let's use a little sunscreen this time
- Be especially careful in the washroom.
- Wine by the glass
- You could spot her in any crowd
- But I signalled "look out!"
- Salmon Chanted Evening
- ... but cigars and women are okay
- Cuddly bloodsuckers, free to a good home
- Protein is protein
- Happy Fourth of July
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- Happy Canada Day
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7 comments:
hahahaha! sadly, a woman in my office has that same hairdo.
Oooh, they finally found the third Wilson brother. The one with the good nose.
That is indeed sad, Kat. As Scott points out, Owen Wilson doesn't really need the attention.
Sheez I wonder if the drapes match the curtains?
Drapes are curtains, F'loon, but your point is well made. Using a less common metaphor, you're wondering if the insulation in his attic matches the landscape cloth under his hibiscus.
Or, as we say Over Here, do his collar and cuffs match?
Do they wear short sleeves over there a lot, Rattling? That seems like an expression that might favour the more formally dressed.
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