and you're drinking champagne! or at least, the champagne of beers.
Those are some of the most interesting pictures I have ever seen and I am so jealous that I was not in them although I don't dress up in costume unless I am in a play and also, I wasn't invited and oh wait- that's why I'm jealous.Glad you're breaking in your house in such a colorful way.(Were quaaludes involved?)
Is that your moving company? You shouldn't fraternize with the hired help.
Don't think I didn't notice you texting at the dinner table. You are managing them aren't you? Oh sure you are smiling and semi engaged in the conversation, but you can't put down the phone...so type A.
Busted. I saw that and thought the same thing. I can't make things happen and coddle their diva egos at the same time I guess.
Does everyone but me know why there is toilet paper on the table? Not that there's anything wrong with it...
There performance was very sad, so the toilet paper was for crying. and also for...other stuff.
"there? " What is happening to me?"
You've moved to Hippie World and you're getting sloppy and you hang out with weird looking creatures and probably doing strange drugs.That's what.
You were probably texting at the same time you wrote that comment.
Just pile on why don't you?
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