Cole has aquired a mess of plastic frogs from somewhere and they're tossed into a pile in the middle of my desk right now. They look like their mating! Bwahahahahahahaha! Plastic Frog Sex!
Oh, good times. Good times.
Does anyone else think that
ebarnon should get his own Christmas stocking so that I can repay him for giving me both a fat lip and chlamydia in mine? I think he's going to get a flaming bag of dog poo in his. Yep. FLAMING DOG POO! C'mon, Eric! Put your stocking up. I have some booger flavored Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans that are waiting for you. *evil laugh* *evil finger steepling* *evil gauntlet of terror with the trick thumbnail that hides a garrote wire* *flick, flick*
Don't mess with the bull, boy, or you'll get the horns. *nods*
Okay. Enough of that craziness.
Uggh. Hailey is driving me bonkers right now. She's tired and whiny and she really needs to go to bed. Or at least go somewhere else. Somewhere that's not next to me.
That is all.
Oh, good times. Good times.
Does anyone else think that
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Don't mess with the bull, boy, or you'll get the horns. *nods*
Okay. Enough of that craziness.
Uggh. Hailey is driving me bonkers right now. She's tired and whiny and she really needs to go to bed. Or at least go somewhere else. Somewhere that's not next to me.
That is all.