This weekend's weather was great: Blue sky, cool breeze, green grass.. Plenty of gardening to catch up on. Ah, I love Spring. It was also an exciting chance to use my new digital camera that I recently purchased (I've been itching to take some outside nature shots).
Had it not been for Blog Ho, it would have been a perfect weekend.
See, I was preparing to enjoy a nice PB&J for a late lunch when the Postlady arrived and dropped off Saturday's mail. I got the usual assortment of plain, unmarked packages, the miscellaneous mailings to "Current Resident," and a single white envelope addressed by hand to me.
So I take it inside and pour myself another cup of coffee and begin to read the enclosed hand written letter. It read, "My Dearest Chief, Enclosed is the money I owe you for your love, you dirty bitch. Call me soon, Ho."
One of these days, I'm going to kill that cheap, mocking fucker.
Here are some snapshots I took with my new camera:
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Fists Of Rage
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I'm expecting change.
Can I borrow 5 bucks?
Why do I get the feeling this is an entirely male conversation and I ought to leave the room?
I don't even want to think about what you're washing off of your hook!
*goose bumps*
Is it wrong to find the hook attractive?
Think of what you could reach with that?
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