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Posted by karen_kay on April 14, 2007, at 9:14:34
you're like gene parmeasean! showing up all over the place, when least expected.
you know, my friend has somehow taught my duckie to cluck like a chicken. she can't quite teach him the silly dance that goes along with it though. he jsut did it to me now. 'ca ca ca, ca ca ca!' all the time, he's clucking like a chicken. must i change his name to chicken?
watched tpb (see, he's clucking again! it's the cutest thign ever! and he smiles the biggest smile too! oh, and he has taken to nodding his head no all the time too. i'm never having this friend over again! she's a bad influence, and he's not yet a year old.) last night. still can't remember their names, but the one that lives in the car (? randy? ralph? reese? i know it begins with an 'r'), when he tried to burn it down. remember that one? it reminded me of the time i had that old car, the tree fell on. and i was manic and dediced to jump on it (and hoped to god it would just die). it didn't. instead, i jsut drove around without a back windshield and a dented in (what's the top of your car called?) top of car i guess. it seemed such a good idea at the time. i still don't think it was such a bad idea.hussie,
i'm off to making you a card. a special kind of card. before i clean for company (yes, more blasted company.). perhaps a human body with a cat face and a rat tail saying 'the weather is here, i wish you were fine!' or maybe mr kk can draw you a picture of a rat face and human body smoking on a camel saying 'hey baby do you wannna lay down with me, say baby do you wanna lay down by my side?' and we'll name him tommy the cat (you like primus anyway? wouldn't want les claypool coming to bfe adn kicking my *ss for not giving him credit.
my hussy (jsut my hussy, right?),
thank you.
i miss you.
keep in touch (maybe i'll touch you).i'm off, going postal too (perhaps not as literally as you! maybe more literaly!).
it gives me reason this weekend to go into bedroom and get away from everything.
besides, i've got so many nat'l enquirers, i need to make some cards. how bout my face on john travolta's body? that's an unlikely match, isn't it?ok, here's an exchange mr kkog (yes, he takes my maiden name when the feeling strikes me. he's a giant for crying out loud and has no qualms with his masculinity, even if i can't spell it) and i often do, but it doesn't make it less sincere (again, even if i can't spell it....)
take care, mon petite shu (i think it's supposed to mean my little cabbage or soemthing? i guess he took french in highschool (and that was alst year for him, he did just get his 10th grade you know :) i always thought he was insulting my round ilttle belly but turns out it's endearing.... shew!
and that darn duck is still clucking!!!!! he laughs when i do it too.. you shoudl see it. you really should. i guess i'd be up for company, but you'd have to share a bed with me (don't worry, mr kkog would have to sleep on the couch. adn mister bob is still in the basement.)
Posted by Phillipa on April 14, 2007, at 11:33:58
In reply to HUSSY!!!!!, posted by karen_kay on April 14, 2007, at 9:14:34
Ahhh well that explains where Bob's been. Could you let him out of the basement to attend to babble business? Thanks Phillipa
Posted by fayeroe on April 14, 2007, at 22:25:04
In reply to HUSSY!!!!!, posted by karen_kay on April 14, 2007, at 9:14:34
i like Primus..............
Posted by karen_kay on April 15, 2007, at 8:36:17
In reply to Re: HUSSY!!!!! » karen_kay, posted by fayeroe on April 14, 2007, at 22:25:04
drippin off a hot biscuit.
say baby do you wanna lay down with me.
you know, i used to use that one as a pick up line? i don't recall if it worked or not. i don't even care for cats (in fact, one scratched my husband this weekened, adn i warned him 'beware those cats, they are always up to something.' he said 'oh, i know cats. i was raised with them.' just then, it reached up and tore the heck out of his arm. perhaps i used to be a cat? i'm quite sure i was a flamingo (because of the was i stand, on one leg and all), but i still never trust a cat. ah ha, that's why. i was a bird. (is a flamingo a bird anyway? and if a flamingo fougt a cat, it'd win for sure anyway, right?)
how are you anyway? don't take my proposal to pe as anything (don't read this pe). just someone, take me to mexico.
back to primus... you just have to love those basslines, don't you? there's just something about bassplayers, with their fast fingers....
Posted by karen_kay on April 15, 2007, at 8:36:50
In reply to Re: HUSSY!!!!! » karen_kay, posted by Phillipa on April 14, 2007, at 11:33:58
Posted by fayeroe on April 15, 2007, at 8:53:07
In reply to like butter... » fayeroe, posted by karen_kay on April 15, 2007, at 8:36:17
i'm not mentioning anything to you know who.
i think a flamingo would kick *ss with a cat. for one thing, where would the cat land on the flamingo?
i saw a squirrel jump on a guinea's back one time (didn't want to share the corn) and he couldn't get a grip on all of those feathers. but it was quite a ride for about 4 seconds!! and along that interesting and vital vein, i saw a squirrel and a prairie dog fight once. the prairie dog won and ran the squirrel up a tree and then called his mother horrid names!!!
there is something about that bass that just drives me wild. "Have a Cigar" will be played at my memorial/ashes fight when i go......no sniffing of the ashes, just throwing them!!!
Posted by karen_kay on April 16, 2007, at 9:24:06
In reply to Re: like butter... » karen_kay, posted by fayeroe on April 15, 2007, at 8:53:07
not even just a slight whiff up the nose? it's the truest compliment, i promise! and imagine, if one is to get a buzz, that makes you the purest in all forms!
i laughed so hard last night at the thought of the animals fighting. i've seen a husky fight a squirrel. that made me cry. guess who won? not a hard fight.
my brother in law once went to a c*ck fight. he said the beaks were gagged adn claws were bound, so all they could do were punch with little punching bags (but i didn't know they had hands. it hink he's feeding me a line of crap, as he often does.) but still, i wouldn't mind seeing one if no animals were to be harmed. he promised none were.
i also wouldn't mind seeing babies fight. (oh, come on. you'd like to see it too. like, hungry babies before bedtime, over a signle bottle.) i think my duckie could take any baby if a bottle's involved.
about primus.....les claypool, now there's a hillbillie! and i love him. i'd love to have him play my funeral! and mr kk has gotten me to just really love 'those damn blue collared tweekers' that bass line is something, isn't it? (if you don't know that one, look it up!!!!)
and another one yet with the ashes eh? woman, have i asked you to marry me yet? i know i have. we can scatter our ashes together.
Posted by fayeroe on April 16, 2007, at 17:38:16
In reply to what? » fayeroe, posted by karen_kay on April 16, 2007, at 9:24:06
> not even just a slight whiff up the nose? it's the truest compliment, i promise! and imagine, if one is to get a buzz, that makes you the purest in all forms!
that does sound interesting. and for me to be pure! oh my god!
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> i laughed so hard last night at the thought of the animals fighting. i've seen a husky fight a squirrel. that made me cry. guess who won? not a hard fight.the squirrel on the guinea was the funniest thing i had seen until i saw a horned toad and a prairie dog fight and the horned toad ran the prairie dog back down into his burrow......
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> my brother in law once went to a c*ck fight. he said the beaks were gagged adn claws were bound, so all they could do were punch with little punching bags (but i didn't know they had hands. it hink he's feeding me a line of crap, as he often does.) but still, i wouldn't mind seeing one if no animals were to be harmed. he promised none were.i think he is pulling your leg.....c*ck fighting is horrid.
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> i also wouldn't mind seeing babies fight. (oh, come on. you'd like to see it too. like, hungry babies before bedtime, over a signle bottle.) i think my duckie could take any baby if a bottle's involved.when my daughter and i lived on the ranch (during her detoxing days and my crazier days) we both had a small dog.....j.j. and xowie....and one day we heard a ruckus in the kitchen and they were fighting. they were standing on their hind legs, bitch slapping one another. we laughed so hard that we cried. they were insulted by our laughter and left the room in a snit....
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> about primus.....les claypool, now there's a hillbillie! and i love him. i'd love to have him play my funeral! and mr kk has gotten me to just really love 'those damn blue collared tweekers' that bass line is something, isn't it? (if you don't know that one, look it up!!!!)my daughter drove up to the ranch one day and she said the windows were shaking. i had discovered Primus on the computer and was playing " Have a Cigar".......i am not the NORMAL mother, right?
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> and another one yet with the ashes eh? woman, have i asked you to marry me yet? i know i have. we can scatter our ashes together.yes, we'll marry. but we have to keep it a secret from a lot of people. there's going to be mega jealousy to deal with........me, you, mr. kk and duckie! oh joy, oh rapture!
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