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Welcome another friend: Brad
Hello, Brad, a pleasure to make your acquaintance. We speak of Pete in hushed tones, as he is addled, and prone to outburst and unwelcome expulsion of intestinal gas. Once sequestered to an attic in our version of Grey Gardens, we have decided to let him roam freely, as it has become somewhat fasionable to have an "Uncle Pete" in the family. I can assure you his pistol is not loaded, only slighty cocked.— February 2, 2010 1:52 p.m.
innocent until proven guilty
I liked it very much, Nan.— February 2, 2010 1:41 p.m.
Recover the flame
Pete, keeping things nice for his lady....see, author, even Pete, for Christsake, is doing his part to keep the home fires burning. We're not all a bunch of hairy has-beens.— February 1, 2010 1:19 p.m.
Where do you take out-of-town guests?
http://www.gocartours.com/ This looks like fun, and I live here!! Pete, you could actually drive now - happy birthday!— February 1, 2010 12:58 p.m.
Recover the flame
Half-hatted toupees!! Snicker. No, my point was everyone sees my appearance everyday, just not my, ahem, bikini line. My reality is Kojak city. Razor, not wax. I hate wax. Hurts like mother-f**king hell. I used to have a friend who I would go to the beach with and she was one of those au naturale types. It was a jungle. Worse than any guy I knew. Who loves ya, baby?— February 1, 2010 12:30 p.m.
Recover the flame
"Fix me up? Make up? What for? Lingerie? Waxing? What for? I got him already. Watch what I eat? Stay fit? What for? Mmm…let me think….what for." Um, 'cause there are other people in my world besides my husband? Sans the waxing part, they don't get to see that! But you know what I mean. Not everyone lets it go once they get a partner. That's romantic love, and it's not meant to last. Mature love keeps itself up because it wants to last.— February 1, 2010 11:05 a.m.
Tundra # 3
He's got that special "I just found a sunbeam" cat look.— February 1, 2010 10:47 a.m.
innocent until proven guilty
Who cares?!! That picture is worth a thousand words...YUUUUMMYY!!— February 1, 2010 10:19 a.m.
CCDC and other disappointments
Auntie's cool, I have no beef with her. Only the NIMBY mentality, especially when your back yard is shared with thousands of others. I'm just saying.— January 28, 2010 4:37 p.m.
Bonus Blog: You mean you can get paid to Twitter????
Youth is wasted on the young. So true, so true.— January 28, 2010 4:27 p.m.