Don't do that, you know I'll rust!!*turns the sprinkler on*
Don't do that, you know I'll rust!!*turns the sprinkler on*
Should have thought of that before you starting sassing me back!Don't do that, you know I'll rust!!
I read this and then looked at your avatar. It's pretty fitting!Should have thought of that before you starting sassing me back!
I read this and then looked at your avatar. It's pretty fitting!
I read this and then looked at your avatar. It's pretty fitting!
Your avatar makes me think of an elderly lady standing on her porch in slippers with her cane, waving a rolled up newspaper while yelling at a trash can. And we think this isn't weird but her neighbors think she's off her rocker!That's why I said it!
Excuse me, but, I believe that is my line. "Get off my line"get off my lawn!
Whoever has the best, "Back in my day..." story will win the rights to the "Get off my lawn!" line.Excuse me, but, I believe that is my line. "Get off my line"
Because time has jumbled my memories, I recall that it was not uncommon back in my day to experience several natural disasters wrapped into one, like an earthquake hurricane with a sharknado spinning around inside the eye of it. Luckily for us, there was sixty feet of snow on the ground that day, so we just tunneled to school to avoid the wind, which ended in my second leg being amputated by my friend Roddy with a plastic knife from the cafeteria that still had meatloaf sauce stuck to it.Whoever has the best, "Back in my day..." story will win the rights to the "Get off my lawn!" line.
But I licked the sauce off of it.Because time has jumbled my memories, I recall that it was not uncommon back in my day to experience several natural disasters wrapped into one, like an earthquake hurricane with a sharknado spinning around inside the eye of it. Luckily for us, there was sixty feet of snow on the ground that day, so we just tunneled to school to avoid the wind, which ended in my second leg being amputated by my friend Roddy with a plastic knife from the cafeteria that still had meatloaf sauce stuck to it.
Because time has jumbled my memories, I recall that it was not uncommon back in my day to experience several natural disasters wrapped into one, like an earthquake hurricane with a sharknado spinning around inside the eye of it. Luckily for us, there was sixty feet of snow on the ground that day, so we just tunneled to school to avoid the wind, which ended in my second leg being amputated by my friend Roddy with a plastic knife from the cafeteria that still had meatloaf sauce stuck to it.
I concede... Not only have you outdone any story that I might be able to come up with but have surpassed any competition for grossness and most disgusting. I will no longer use that (unmentionable, by me) phrase. Back in my day...we had a more better fetching up. If nothing else we was classy.But I licked the sauce off of it.
did the famous name sink in you yet ?lol
No, my dad came home from WWII on the Queen Elizabeth, so by the time I came along (#4), they had pretty much run out of ideas for names, so they named me Elizabeth after the ship.
Because time has jumbled my memories, I recall that it was not uncommon back in my day to experience several natural disasters wrapped into one, like an earthquake hurricane with a sharknado spinning around inside the eye of it. Luckily for us, there was sixty feet of snow on the ground that day, so we just tunneled to school to avoid the wind, which ended in my second leg being amputated by my friend Roddy with a plastic knife from the cafeteria that still had meatloaf sauce stuck to it.
Well that settles it. Now everyone has to pay @Zweiland a dollar everytime they want to say, "Get off my lawn!"Because time has jumbled my memories, I recall that it was not uncommon back in my day to experience several natural disasters wrapped into one, like an earthquake hurricane with a sharknado spinning around inside the eye of it. Luckily for us, there was sixty feet of snow on the ground that day, so we just tunneled to school to avoid the wind, which ended in my second leg being amputated by my friend Roddy with a plastic knife from the cafeteria that still had meatloaf sauce stuck to it.
You now owe him a dollar.Well that settles it. Now everyone has to pay @Zweiland a dollar everytime they want to say, "Get off my lawn!"
I've been training the chickens for the past week. Unfortunately I had to sell some of the chickens to a local restaurant in order to pay the remaining chickens for their services.10 pages until post 20,000!
So we'd have to have fifty posts a day for the next four days to reach the goal. I think we could do it.10 pages until post 20,000!
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