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KLSuddeth

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The wonderful thing about tiggers
are tiggers are wonderful things
their tops are made outta rubber
their bottoms are made outta springs
their bouncy, flouncy, trouncy & full of fun fun fun
the most wonderful thing about tiggers is....
Im the only one
Immmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm


the only one!

*nice avatar jim*

lol
 
DK is a tigger fan too.


Yes, its 522 am here in Dallas (AKA HELL) and my sorry ass is awake. Ive yet to go to sleep so Im not as grumpy as Id be if Id have had to wake up this friggin early.

Its Sat - why are you up so early? are you just a glutton for punishment??

:cof:
 
just couldnt. a friend and I stayed up doing laundry and my son's lesson plans, etc. (have I mentioned that Homeschooling is the 7th circle of hell? it is)

I do this from time to time - just cant sleep....so why try?
A dr once told me that it might be due to the lupus, but I dont really believe that. who knows

All Im waiting for is my friendly neighborhood starbucks to open. And Im not waiting patiently lol

:cof: :cof: :cof:
 
a joke for you, Jim..... (and everyone else once theyre awake)


There once was an Indian whose given name was "Onestone", so named
because he had only one testicle.
He hated that name and asked everyone to not to call him Onestone!

After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said, "If
anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!"

The word got around and nobody called him that any more.
Then one day a young girl named Blue Bird forgot and said, "Good morning,
Onestone..." He jumped up, grabbed her, and took her deep into the forest
where he made love to her all day and all night. He made love to her
all the next day, until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.

The word got around that Onestone meant serious business.
Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a woman
named Yellow Bird returned to the village
after being away for many years. Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin,
was overjoyed when she saw Onestone.
She hugged him and said, "Good to see you, Onestone..."
Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, then he made love to
her all day and all night, and all the next
day and all the next night...but, Yellow Bird wouldn't die!!!!

What is the moral of this story???

Come on..........take a guess!

Think about it................

You're going to love this!

And the moral is........................

You can't kill two birds with one stone!
 
heehee - no, never had a reason to call him THAT. (although I do call him any one of a variety of names LOL)

I supposedly have a bit of either cherokee or something in me....all I know for sure is the Italian and the cajun. although the red hair and freckles (bleh) suggest Irish.

I guess Im just a heinz 57 :p:
 
i just went and woke up DK - he wasnt thrilled.


Damn Im evil:dev1:





:poop:
 
I dont think that I want to get divorced today lol

I kinda like him and want him to keep liking me.

shit, if he and I ever divorced, we'd be lonely people for the rest of our lives, because no one else would want or put up with us


LOL
 
well, I think its time for me to make my morning pilgimage to starbucks. Espresso is for the strongest of us.

:cof: :cof: :cof:
 
good morning SE! Im in a good mood since I didnt really have to wake up this morning.
I never did go to bed - pppffffttt!

and how are you today?


Starbucks + me = :cof:
 
Im jealous!

I didnt intend on staying up all nite.

First I cooked 35 pounds of crawfish, then I started in on the laundry from HELL (kiddo home from college....need I say more!)
Then I was messing around with lesson plans and then working on my book. next thing I knew, it was getting light outside.

eeeeek!

:cof:
 
DK eats so damn much its unreal. AND he is still so thin.
Hate him. LOL
 

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