Saturday, June 11, 2005
Previously on the Cotillion
- Peer pressure leads to TMI
- Things I do in public
- Let's call it "oil"
- Why are we sitting in the closet?
- Weekend update
- Morning after
- Fetch my brandy!
- Yes, they exist
- Open letter to my co-workers
- Please hide the Pop-Tarts this time
This space available for symposiums and shit.
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11 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
I think you'd better switch to decaf.
STOP DOING THAT!
One of these days, I am coming to MI and I am going to kick your ass for messing with me like that.
I mean it. Your so pushing your luck.
ok, i saw that BEFORE COFFEE. My eyes hurt now...I have an hour of KoL to play here - my ability to kill drunken rats may be permanently impaired.
Golly jeepers, where'd ya get those creepers? Oohhhhhh! She's got Betty Davis eyes.
Bucky, I hate it when you do that to your picture. At least Mr B knows how handle the situation.
Aww .. it's like the little waif in my velvet painting grew up and turned into a sexy wench. I love when that happens ....
So that's what you look like under those sunglasses!
Chris V. nailed it. Decaf, just as tasty as the real thing!
Chris V - Welcome! I promise to chill, soon.
Jess - I hear your monkey knows karate. And it knows how to turn an orchid blue.
Opera gal - I have complete faith in your drunken rat killing abilities.
Mr. B - Well, ya know, Bette Davis wasn't usin' 'em anymore...
Squirl - as I told ya on Flickr, you're just lucky I don't unleash this on y'all as often as I use it. I have some wicked, twisted fun with photoshop liquify.
Jimmy Two-Eyes - Did I tell you that you could put clothes on and type?
Didn't think so. What? You just typed? I guess that's OK.
Kitty - I'm too sexy for my dilated pupils.
Nilbo - see? That's exactly what I though when I looked at the big saucer eyes...before I decided it looked positively satanic.
But then, aren't those velvet waifs just the teeniest bit satanic, anyway?
Sierrabella - Now you know that my shades are for your protection as much as for mine.
Kristine - I just gotta find my peaceful spot, man...
Actually, just kiddin' about the coffee. Gave it up a few years ago. Which is good, 'cause for me, it's a natural smoking trigger. I haven't dared drink a beer, either! Aiyeee!
...still, I'd give them back if you start to stutter.
Um. I'm scared. First the "run-a-way bride," next the "chainsaw murderer from Canada," and now you are sporting that bugged-eye thing. At least yours is Photoshopped--it *IS* photoshopped, right???
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