Damn, Dad... I think I just dislodged an organ (and it mighta been Eric's!)...

In response to that 'tarot test', my Dad posted the following...

"I'm Star. Star seems to be a good-lookin' woman. I'm conflicted... Maybe I should tell Fred my true feelings for him. Maybe you should start calling me Mom... (Wait a minute... In your case that may not be such a good idea.) When I come over next time in my black dress and high heels, you could call me Sis... (or you could call the cops.) I couldn't be a woman... I'd be such a slut..."
Posted by haveayen at July 16, 2004 02:52 AM

I'm beginning to believe that it IS entirely possible to die laughing, 'cause I'm tottering on the ragged edge of passing out from lack of O2 right about now...

Now, do y'all see where I get it? "It", of course, being the light... okay, moderate... oh shut up, FINE... TOTAL dane bramage...

I come by it honestly.
(And completely...)

Yer insane, Dad and I love ya to death!
*still giggling, snorting and wiping eyes*

Posted by: Stevie at 10:52 AM

Comments

1 ... your Dad writes like me.... only funnier...

Posted by: Eric at July 16, 2004 09:05 PM (Py0cM)






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