Friday, August 24, 2007
Testing. Testing. Two. Three. Is this thing on?
I know you're out there; I can hear you breathing.
Labels:
Blog Stuff
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
“I only regret that I have but one face to palm for my country.”
9 comments:
We're back after that brief pause for station identification.
It's a trick. If she could hear us breathing, she'd have opened fire on us by now...
It's true, I am breathing...v
I'm sorry, I'm still reading about AD and Babs.
Are you saying we're pervy?
What?
Sorry... mind was elsewhere. If you see something small, brown, and furry skitter under the table, thats my brain. Kick it back over here please.
I thought I had my mouth covered...
That's not my breath. It's the fan I'm using to keep cool.
D*mn, Tennessee sure is hot this August.
Is it heavy breathing?
Post a Comment