off to get the beebees early. the pod has Had Enough. singing to the tune of Ave Maria: where are my glaaaaaaaasses… they must be here so-o-o-omewhere… I didn’t wear them yesterdaaaay, but I know I’ve seen them re-e-ecently.
you think I jest. I do not. choreography to follow.
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find them yet?
*waiting patiently for the dancing scene*
I fou-ouuuuuuuuund my glaaaaaaa-aaaa-sses, but the windshield squirters froze up about halfway there…
tappitty tap tap tap, shufffle shufffle… sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide, tap tap…
i cant ever find nothin! does singing the song work?
I’ve still not found my keys that I lost at Josh’s birthday party on August 7th.
I sang, I begged, I cried…perhaps the “Ol’ Soft Shoe”?
-M
pod?
Hehehehe….. sweet.
chuh, prince of darkness!! go lie down, nc, you need a nap.