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September 05, 2008
Take Care Babalu!
Batten down, guys!
Posted by Mr. Bingley at September 5, 2008 07:31 AM
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Hey, hey, HEY!!!!! What's with that 11 o' clock TRACK?!?!?!?!?!
Bullshit!
Posted by: tree hugging sister at September 5, 2008 11:36 AM
Oops. Heading your way, Sis.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 5, 2008 12:45 PM
But I've already sh*tcanned the powered mini-donuts I bought for Gus!
Posted by: tree hugging sister at September 5, 2008 12:57 PM
There's still the schnausages.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 5, 2008 02:19 PM
Y(Ike)s. I guess I'm not allowed to complain about having to take the stuff in from the patio before leftovers from that biatch Hanna arrive tomorrow.
Praying that people get spared the worst.
Posted by: Kate P at September 5, 2008 03:32 PM
Powered mini-donuts? That's gotta be the ultimate emergency food.
Posted by: Dave E. at September 5, 2008 04:28 PM
I am SO dead.
Posted by: Dave J at September 5, 2008 06:59 PM
Ugh! OK, I'm thinking good thoughts here.......
GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! ...
Posted by: The_Real_JeffS at September 6, 2008 04:25 PM