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Some days, it just doesn’t pay to put on a bra…
I was supposed to go see the eye doctor this morning.
I say “supposed to”, because after getting all dressed up (which for me means “wear a nice T-Shirt”), I waited until the appointed time, went out to the garage, turned the key in the ignition, and….
Nothing.
Darn thing didn’t even make a sound, so I know it’s deader than dead.
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Speaking of “deader than dead”, Sarah opened up the back door a little while later and informed me that there was a dead kitten on the back porch.
The “kitten” had a curly tail and a pointy snout.
So THAT’S what baby possums look like….
“Tell us, Mrs. Koch – when did your drinking problem begin?”
One Tequila,
Two Tequila,
Three Tequila,
FLOOR!
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Honest, Occifer – I’m not as think as you drunk I a…zzzzzzz
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HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
It’s like a mirror of my life. Of course, with me it was the pants I forgot one morning….
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Ummmm…….I’m afraid to even ask……😛
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Oh, you remember this:
http://aggiesprite.wordpress.com/2012/02/08/this-day-is-like-a-joke/
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