Please send help.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Pickles ...
Am trapped in home without Internet or eggs. Lunch was a pickle and water sandwich (without bread). Am forced to tell the world about it through a series of Morse Code like characters typed into a communication devise the size of my cheek bone. Am trying to recreate Facebook with the spring from a ballpoint pen and Quilted Northern.
Please send help.
Please send help.
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I'll send MacGyver over just as soon as I'm done with him!
I was going to suggest leaving the house, but that's the crazy talking.
call me again. 3 cans of sofia coppola in, i've got more quips.
CDP -- i'm glad you came to your senses before actually suggesting something like that. :)
Just wait until the NRHS train geeks get to Duluth..
Doomed, you are doomed.
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