the shitstorm after the golden days
This is exactly why I spend my evenings with Bible Study.
I don't text but yeah this website would be funny and addictive too. I have already been swallowed by blip.fm though and enough is enough...
All I can say is it's a good thing that texting did NOT exist when I was in college. Or high school. Maybe middle school, too.
Here's my text from last night: Uh-oh, Sid the Kid is hurt.Luckily, that didn't stop the Penguins from winning!
The Resident Offspring has been reading selections from this site to me for a while now. It's pretty incredible!
Randal--uh, yeah. Good thing.Lib--I don't even know what that blip thing is!Lisa--for sure. Though it makes fascinating reading for those of us who read your blog....GKL--yes! I hate the Red Wings!Barbara--oh dear!
This makes me happy that I'm too stupid and my thumbs are too big for texting. Lord knows, drunk blogging is bad enough.
Whiskey--omg, I would KILL to see your drunk texts.
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