Thank God it's Hump Day already. I'd be desolate if it were only Tuesday. Or God forbid, Monday. But it's Wednesday -- and I am seeing the light at the end of the week.
Happy Hump Day!
Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
4 comments:
I like Hump Day. It's also "Survivor Night" at our house. We're hard core Survivor fans.
Love,
Marion
I've been told that I'm one giant anachronism, so this ones easy.
My favorite out of date things that leave my mouth are...
Pot Licker
Dick Weed
Pecker Wood
Pecker Head
Dink
Ague
Consumpsion
The Piles
Geez thats enough!!!
I need to Gargle with Listerine now
Sherry I'm so sorry for this R-Rated Tirade, but you asked....
One more day...xox
Survivor Night...Ahhhhhhhh
Enjoy Survivor Night, Marion. It's Idol Night at my house. Happy Hump Day!:)
xox
Geez, G-man, you got that Listerine handy? Somebody a little cranky today?:P Yep, if I can only live through one more day... Happy Hump Day and Happy Survivor Night.
xox
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