And enjoy the song.
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...
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The End of the World?
Too bad that I'm losing my Religion!
Enjoy your LonnnnnG Week-End...:-)
Could be, Mr. G. It's now 2012, you know. But then, I'm not Mayan and I AM planning to enjoy my weekend.:)
I'm not admitting I had a lovely Thursday. But after a few beers, Thursday's "come hither" gaze had me thinking hump day.
Pugsley, dear puppy, I'm thinking pups and beer are not a good mix. And, um, isn't every day hump day for a pug?;)
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