Everything here is true. Some things are truer than others. Some things should be true but are not. All things are based on truth. How truthful I am! O, Truth!, et cetera
From the desk of Esther Wilberforce-Packard, typing from Minneapolis, MN
You probably wouldn't have fallen off the roof if your hands weren't coated with beef stick grease. How many times have I told you - stay indoors while you eat your beef stick? You don't have to lord it over the whole neighborhood
Listen you, just because I got the beef stick and you suckers were left with the pasteurized process cheese food and partially hydroginated choco-biscuits does not mean that I cannot lord the remains of my beef stick over all and sundry. And for your information, I fell off the roof while searching for my white frisbee.
Disc, Esther. They're called discs! Sometimes I think you don't take disc golf as seriously as you should. And your white disc is your putter. What the hell is it doing on the roof?!
4 Comments:
Christmas caroler crowd surfing. Brilliant.
You probably wouldn't have fallen off the roof if your hands weren't coated with beef stick grease. How many times have I told you - stay indoors while you eat your beef stick? You don't have to lord it over the whole neighborhood
Listen you, just because I got the beef stick and you suckers were left with the pasteurized process cheese food and partially hydroginated choco-biscuits does not mean that I cannot lord the remains of my beef stick over all and sundry. And for your information, I fell off the roof while searching for my white frisbee.
Disc, Esther. They're called discs! Sometimes I think you don't take disc golf as seriously as you should. And your white disc is your putter. What the hell is it doing on the roof?!
Post a Comment
<< Home