Tuesday, April 12, 2005
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17 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
Hey, I'm just getting started on my second beer. I think part of the effect on you is that one lense is a different color than the other. That'll get you more messed up than a bottle of tequila and a couple of 'ludes.
Glad you're having fun. What an evil influence your boss and his wife are.
I would question who is the evil influence on whom? You or the boss and his wife? If it's them, then you should NEVER quit!
JEEZE!! Don't DO that! Now I'll never get to sleep tonight!
*walks off, shaking violently every third step*
Bucky its not safe to go around like that with your tongue hanging out, the wrong sort of people might take it as an invitation.
And no one wants you to fall in with a bad crowd. Just looking out for ya.
You always look fantastic and wear the coolest glasses. Plus you appear to be a gal who knows how to have fun.
I think that's a rocking combo.
Later on!
Oh, Bucky. You are never far from our thoughts. I thought of you this morning, as I looked over LG's grammar homework. On linking verbs. Her sentences said: "I am going to pet my monkey. You will be surprised at its size."
Is it me or did my bucky get herself some highlights?
Susie, that's a good one. I know Bucky will love it as soon as she gets to read it.
Amy, Bucky just has great hair. I don't think she's ever colored it or done anything other than an occasional perm. She got way better hair than I did. More of it too. At least, unless she's done some highlighting and didn't tell her sister.......
Thank goodness the boss didn't treat you to a three martini lunch!
girl, you are absolutely hilarious
I was going along just jake until I saw "oh my innocence..." and had to stop right there. Bucky, I love you more than an ABBA reunion, but I have a feeling that the only thing innocent thing on you is your nose. And THAT'S been blown.
Sweet! You're a cheap date!
this former resident of the Bolton Hill area of Boston wants to know which bar with which microbrews?
I meant baltimore...too many beers.
I love it when two beers makes 'em easy to trick ...
Julia, that's not how I remember it. One minute I was innocently snappin' pictures of the Rat Pharoah, and the next minute, you and Arjay were holdin' me down while Miss Boots poured draft beer down my throat.
Yeah, that's just how it happened!
Yeah, Bucky, I never remember your drinking alcohol without someone having to force it down your throat. (yeah, right)
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