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Pouring My Art Out 
If it’s the truth, who cares? It might be sexist to say a lot of your followers have big boobs, but if it’s true, why argue it?
As long as I am not judged by the size of my followers boobs, I am okay with that…
Hey… people… my blog is up here!
LOL
sigh
Tell that Trent person who comments on your blog he needs a smack for dissing Edmonton! I am one of your biggest fans & I live in Edmonton! Calgary is nice but Edmonton is nice too! Although Edmonton has approx. 1 million people, it still feels like a small town with lots of beautiful trees & it doesn’t take a flood to make our river deep enough for boating.
You tell him… I love the whole world.
You have a LOT of beautiful people following you 🙂
I know you are, but what am I?
YOU are the beautiful light attracting all the beauty like mosquitoes/ or june bugs 🙂
Yeah… I got a way with blood-sucking parasites…
Don’t think so. What is sexist anyway?
I can’t explain it if you don’t live here.
Like attracts like? But I could be the exception.
I refuse to believe it.
Dude, the last four babette gravatars beginning with Patty are spam. You might want to take them down before WP puts you in timeout again.
I’m not spam.
Not saying YOU are, just that those gravatars are all attached to the same credit fix site if you click on them and they have no personal blog behind them. Not your fault, but WP can be pretty arbitrary.
You take that back… my hotties are real… and the glorious WP Overlords never make mistakes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And your real hotties comment. Even some of the guys seem to be hotties. This is an equal opportuniity hottie spottie.
I guess that is why my comment section sounds more like a singles bar…
😀
Credit fix can be sexy…
What are you grinning about El Norte?
That might be shocked amazement…
Avoiding the response…
Oh… that old trick…
Someone had to do it!
no they didn’t
But why does it always have to be you?
Yeah… answer the question…
You’re turning blue. Stop holding your breath. She did the old cut and run.
Can you blame her.
Me? Or Art? I think you mean Art. Because if you meant me, I would have to go back into the post to see exactly what we are talking about. If it’s Art, I can just deflect.
You could and you did. You certainly have’t lost your touch.
Lost, no… wore out… maybe…
MAYBE???
well… shhhhh
😀
You better genuflect instead…
I like the sound of that actually. I choose that.
good choice
Its really not that old.
Relatively speaking, nothing is that old.
Depends on your definition of old I guess.
I mean in galactic time frames
I haven’t exactly connected with the galaxy in that way, so I’m going to have to defer your allegations for a later time (like after several organic drinks).
Something organic derived from the agave plant from the state of Jalisco perhaps? Pretty city, Guadalajara. Big too. Plaza de la Liberación is surrounded by diverse architectural styles.
Hmmm…ok…that sounds nice.
Frozen or neat?
Neatly frozen
The house drink at the new married single bar. Yes! It will need a special name appropriate to its genesis.
Name of bar: Married and single
Sign over door: Liquor in the front, poker in the rear
House drinks: I like naked monkeys, crack squirrel, Conan slingers, the Cheney fizz, Pouringmyboozeout, Photoshop phandango, writers block, nut punch, water
House music: 70’s hard rock
That back of the house card game is going to need a pit boss. I could check my schedule.
That would be the pits, boss.
That poker sounds like it needs a house dealer. Deal?
No dealing off the bottom… of the deck… ha!
Don’t show weakness… he can smell weakness…
Weakness smells like pink bubble gum in a red wrapper.
ummm… ok
That’s okay. That reference wasn’t for your benefit. Another time and place/
phew
He seems to know his organic from inorganic…so…its hard not to cave. I’m a sucker for a good matcha.
But he deep fried both…
You make a good argument. Let’s just say I’m on the fence.
Don’t fall in the vat of fat… or grease… or whatever it is
Nothing is fried in grease. They have a mantra at KFC. “It isn’t grease until it hits the floor.” Before that, it’s cooking oil.
uh huh
Ok. Just because you said not to…
But if you did, would you be organic food or not?
Organic.
sweet
What’s sweet?
Whatever you said before I said sweet…
I said organic. You said sweet.
sweeganic… orgeet
No ring to it Santa baby
I guess not.
Let me fix you a hotcha matcha latte, or would you prefer a smoothie?
here we go
Naw. She’s thrown in the towel tonight. She doesn’t want to turn into a pumpkin.
Wrong holiday.
Cinderella? The ball? The gown? The slipper? The coach? The mice? Midnight? Any of this riinging a bell? ( I’m so proud of the link of those last two phrases. I done good.)
I thought you meant like the giant pumpkin
On days like today, I will take the latte. Soy please. extra hot. No sugar.
….how charming of you…
Yo no soy… ha! I am funny in more than one language!!!
You stay out of this. It’s my drink and I’m not sharing with you in English or Chinese…!
I don’t remember offering to make him one either. But then, he isn’t a blonde babe either. Unlike you, he has never called me charming. Obviously an oversight on his part.
Obviously. Perhaps he can mend his ways in the New Year with a bottle of rum and a new resolution.
Talkin’ ’bout my resolution…
yes
sey
Bacardi 151 please.
It’s not for you. You get the fireball whisky.
slam
😀
I’d rather a Long Island tea, if you don’t mind. What the heck. Make it a double.
Make it a snootful
The ultimate analgesic and sleep aid.
For snooty people
Feeling old today, Art. Can’t seem to shake it. Been that way for a couple of weeks now. Of course, I am old, but usually don’t feel it mentally. Perhaps it’s Christmas. I don’t do Christmas all that well for some reason. Get melancholy to easily. Playing with you and HH picked me up the other day. Not to worry. Comes and goes. Usually doesn’t stay this long. Must be getting old, huh? HA
I get that way… I am also starting to forget more stuff…
I’m up to get ready for church. That’s my excuse. What are you doing up this early on a Sunday?
umm… there is stuff going on…
Have a good day today. I might be around later or I might take the day off. Haven’t decided yet. My wife thinks I’m addicted to blogging. She may be right. I do miss it when I can’t do it for a while and I always check my emails as one of my first activities each day….like now when I need to be gone in 40 minutes. Adios.
I might be busy a lot too… for a while… see ya, buddy.
I have both moonshine from a mason jar and bourbon straight from the barrel. The blue flame shine didn’t hold a candle to the stuff I drank from the thief. My eyes started tearing, my breathing stopped and I’m not too sure my heart didn’t stop too. Pure, uncut Jim Beam. It was always a fun thing for Booker Noe, the master distiller, to do to the unsuspecting.
I have drunk kinkypoo joy juice… I can’t even explain what that is here…
This is starting to sound like a murder mystery party! Are you fully dead or only partially?
Since I do not commonly imbibe in either, I expect to be among the living a bit longer…or not. The decision is not ultimately mine. We’ll, I take that back. That is one decision we are able to make for ourselves if so motivated.
Booker Noe, grandson to Jim Beam is no longer with us, though no doubt well-preserved by a diet of Booker’s, Beam’s bottled uncut straight-from-the-barrel bourbon. My throat and tonsils will likely live on long after me from my exposure to same in his company. It was his favorite Sunday morning breakfast “juice.”
Did this all start because of my joke about the bar?
No. It started with macha latte and not sharing it and you making a New Years resolution and a bottle of Rum.
Oh… right…
Cough syrup?
Kind of the opposite. One to-big-a-swig of Booker’s would send you into a coughing jag. I sound like I’m on Booker’s right now with this near-incessant cough.
Hacking…
Hope you feel better soon.
NO… We eat the weak ones!
It’s some tough, old meat and a bit to the fatty side. Of course, the flavor is in the fat and with a little deep-frying in organic coconut oil and a Long Island matcha tea from the Married and Single bar to wash things down with….? Start with an extremity so I get the chance to have a taste too.
ewwww
We?
Oui
Getting there. I think bronchitis is next in line as this subsides. Poor breeding stock.
Shallow gene pool…
LIke the bandit in Smokey and the Bandit, my genes have a long way to go and a short time to get there. BADA BING. I’ll be here for the weekend with two more shows tonight. Don’t forget your wait staff. it’s Christmas for them too.
They get paid to wait…
*pity*
wow… you are commenting on a post so old I forgot I did it.
I was busy. Now I’m not. Surprise 🙂
That is so weird
Magical actually.
Magically actual.
maple syrup?
I taught him to play dead… he can also roll over
oh yeah
I called you a prince once… half way there…
It is Spanish, so there…
What does it mean in Spanish then?
I am not… that’s what it means, more or less…
Yo soy is ‘I am’, so Yo, no soy… but it isn’t in the proper order to be correct… but it sounds like a rapper saying “Yo, no soy”
okayyyyy
yup
You’ll notice I didn’t point out the Chinese/Spanish mix up to her originally. Are you having fun now?
I assume that I am
I wouldn’t have got it anyway. I’m okay with that. I realize my limitations because I’m good at a lot of other stuff.
Name them!
My limitations or the good stuff?
Both… they might be the same thing
See, There’s that gloomy weather irritability showing. Probably SAD. We should send her one of those special lights.
???
I take vitamin D pills…I don’t need a lamp…!
Ricky Ricardo, can you splain that to Lucy one more time?
That is too much splainin’ to do.
Excellent!
I do try… now and then…
Well of course, no sugar. Sugar. Not for someone with as sweet a disposition as you.
What can I say Art? I’m a push-over for a compliment from a blonde babe.
I’m waiting…
This ain’t no bus stop.
I lost my wait staff this afternoon.
Poor thing
I’m not stepping outside this house one more time today unless it’s on fire, and if it’s too cold out, maybe not even then. Tiired of running errands.
Stand in the door… cook on one side, freeze on the other
Ohhhhhh…I thought you were joking?! This is for real? Huh…
Had to run and do about four separate times. It fortunately allowed me time to rethink my muse moment.
You had a musement?
He never jokes
that’s boring
With this cough, I picked a heck of a day to quit dexing and robo-tripping. There’s your joke! Inspirational credit to JIm Abrahams, David Zucker and Lloyd Bridges. “There is not stopping in the red zone.”
Drip…
Ha?
Well, he said I never joke so I joked in a way that was germane to our talk about my hacking cough. There WAS a context there, Miss HA?, You never saw the movie Airplane? I know, You were just a babe in diapers at the time.
She missed the plane…
Roger, Roger.
I’ve seen the movie
You have? Surely?
And don’t call me Shirley…
I never saw the movie. Sigh.
sigh indeed
Indeed, indeed.
An indeed in need is an indeed indeed…
Well said, what you said, he said. Just sayin’
whee
Well, you should, but not with the kiddos present. Very brief female upper frontal nudity if I remember correctly and very adult themes.
Gasp. Ack. Eek.
Really?
no
here we go again…
seriously… ha!
Borrow one from Moses… his can do tricks…
Moses supposes his toeses are roses. but Moses supposes erroneously. By the way, have I mentioned my fascination with painted toe nails lately? and peep toe stilletos? and seamed stockings with cuban heels? It’s important to maintain a rich fantasy life when the real world so often falls short, don’t you think? 😉
What you do with your feet and legs in the privacy of your own home is still weird…
Gave up on the hosiery. You have to constantly shave your legs for them to look nice.
There is that
If you did more push ups you would be less pushed over…
Yeah. That’s me. Mr Charm. Lucy would agree with that characterization, right Art? NOT! . HA
Mr. Lucky Charm…
I’d like to thank all the little people…
What… not me?
Re: the Lucky Charm allusion. You are neither Irish, nor little.
You’re just after me lucky charms!
It all looks diverse… when you been sippin’ that stuff…
You are connected with all the universe
Are you calling me fat?
No…
sounded like it
Stuff sounds like stuff sometimes
Yeah, as long as it’s stuff, not fluff
or… nevermind
See. Again, not me. I’m telling you it’s that wet gloomy weather up there.
Pretty sure she meant me that time.
That’s what I’m sayin’. I wasn’t around to incite her that time. She got the temperament and tenacity of a junkyard dog.
I like dogs…
I just gave mine a bath today. I love how they start shaking before you’re done and share the bath with you. I should have done like El Norte and hopped in the shower with her. The beagle that is. Not El Norte. Well, maybe….
Can we go one week with out you verbalizing your fantasies here?
Quoting John Wayne in Big Jake, “Not likely.”
I call that big talk from a one-eyed fat man!
I haven’t lost my temper in forty years, but pilgrim you caused a lot of trouble this morning, might have got somebody killed… and somebody oughta belt you in the mouth. But I won’t, I won’t. The *hell* I won’t!
I love that scene…
Thanks to YOU we got snow last night!
ha
bah
humbug
Well duh. I told you that days ago, Miss “It hasn’t snowed in DAYS.” I have exellent sources for inside info.
Then tell me what I’m getting for Christmas!
careful…
why?!
why not?
He knows snow men in high places…
Flashback: Snow what else is snew. HAHAHAHAHA
snigh
You’re welcome.
It might be dandruff
Yes. You do that sometimes, i’ve noticed.
Everybody does it…
I’m so delightful.
What was that? Did she say spiteful?.
excitful
No. No I did not.
ha
ha
yeah ha
Coulda’, woulda’, shoulda’ . 😉
schmuda
Can’t you just hear her little foot stamping when she says that?
Oh… I thought an asteroid had hit the planet…
😛
Speaking of stamping little feet: Your kickboxing shoes and gloves are red aren’t they?
Hides the blood
We should look into getting a good cut man.
I think it’s crowded enough
You obviously said this before you found out she quit kickboxing and is going to be looking for other punchable outlets.
We could spread the pain around
I quit kickboxing yesterday. And they’re black.
Well, there goes another fine fantasy of his ruined!
hahaha…
“hahaha…” Oh, really? I feel a muse moment coming on. It’ll be a bit….. But it will happen.
Post it here…!!!
Post it note.
I just got back from running errands this afternoon. I’ll post it here. I still have to create it. This ain’t Poems R Us ya know. When I comment here, I try to maintain your anonymity. That’s why “The Girl from _________” wasn’t posted here for Art’s enjoyment though he may have seen it on the other blog. On your blog you can take it down or edit for content. A little harder here, though I’m sure Art would accommodate you.
Art rhymes with fart
and smart… and heart…and part…
true
yeah
“Art rhymes with fart.” She’s coaxing me to do her dirty work, Arthur. She’s trying to influence the creative process. As I go further into these replies I’ll probably find another compliment to entice me. The sweet talk gambit. The game is afoot, Watson.
Once again you attempt to slyly relegate me too second fiddle status… oh yeah, I put the fiddle in the Sherlock joke
You are so good at rhyming Dan. I bet you can find waaaay more rhymes fir fart than Art.
Who else could find a rhyme for “fantasy.” I”M just that good. And not above stealing Art’s material it would seem. HA
I yield to public opinion
ha
Sorry it was a sleep inducing rhyme, but you try match something with fantasy on short notice and germane to the topic of that moment. Like I said stealing from Art, I’m just that good.
So is Dana Carvey…
oh my!
He makes it sound harder than it is… Uh…
Am I the “he” of whom you speak here? Are we talking about a rhyme for fantasy not being hard? If so, I’m waiting for yours. Impress me. 😛
I have nothing to prove here…
And doing an excellent job of it, I may add. Yes. I’m feeling spunkier today. And what did Lou tell Mary about spunk?
I HATE SPUNK!!!
BINGO. Pick anything from the top shelf. A little spritz of seltzer down your pants.
alrightythen
Ha
ah
Don’t start… ha… see what I did there?
Guess I’d better do my PART.
Well, wasn’t that smart to impart to that upstart Art before you depart to that place apart where you create free spiritual art from your heart.. Clumsy in places, but effective.
It put the horse before the cart,
Beautiful! Love it!
I bring out the best in people
Sort of like the color purple. Thanks for that.
Wait… the Oprah movie or the actual color???
Who’s Oprah?
sigh
Just kidding. I know he was a pilot on that one airplane that one episode of Seinfeld.
I am lost again…
Well that’s unfortunate.
Not for me… I’m used to it.
Remind me never to ask you for directions.
I give instructions
I always go the opposite direction
Just like a man?
Well, I don’t like to be told what to do. So yes, just like a man. I suppose.
I like it… I just don’t do it.
exactly
ha
Cup and helmet time. HH on a bender.
I have to wear the helmet on my naughty bits… the cup is too small… and the cup on my head… the helmet is too big… sigh… and yes… I kill me…
I find it’s more comfortable with the chin guard to the front.
Yeah… or the chaffing is awful…
Well of course. When it comes to me, what’s not to love. And not ever once rhyming with fart. How do I do it? It hard to constantly hide all this light under a bushel. *Sigh* Pull a stool up to the bar, ART.
I work behind the bar
Then whip me up that Long Island matcha tea I was just talking about. A double if you please. Better than cough syprup and tastier too.
I’m whippin’
So I had worked a long, hard, dirty 10hr day at a Jasper engine rebuilding facility on and industrial film. When we finally got back to the hotel, I met a buddy in the bar. I quaffed down a Long Island tea with him and went back to my room to shower and change to join him for supper. I sat down on the foot of the bed on the spread in my greasy shoes and clothes and lay back for a second as the aches and pains subsided. I woke up the next morning in exactly that same position.just in time to change clothes for work again. Gotta love the tea. No painin’. No splainin’.
oh man
Agree.
That means ‘angry’… just lousy spelling
Are you calling me a lowsy spellir?
Knot me. It wuz hem.
sdiofjsdio0guiorng
maeby
A fan club of one on this blog.
That narrows it down.
It’s a very loyal and devoted club though.
Minions is as minions does.
She said “millions”, not minions.
We are talking about my millions on minions…
One million you mean.
Millions. Did someone slip in the back door when I wasn’t looking? Send them over to my blog. Art doesn’t need his stats boosted any further.
yeah I do
Are you evesdropping again?
sssshhhh
soon… very soon…
God bless America
It could use it.
That sounds dirty
sigh
Psy
xi
sy
Oh, yeah, no, uh huh, right, yes, maybe.
Could be.
It could
You laughed when he said there went another of my fantasies as to your stopping kickboxing and I know you were just playing with Art and I us usual. Well, as threatened, I banged out a poetic reply in about 15 minutes. It is very cute the way I found a rhyme for fantasy, but the more I studied it, the more I felt publishing it in a public forum might be received as hurtful by you, HH. Though it is purely satire, I didn’t want to chance you mistaking it being the way I thought of you in reality or Art and his readers thinking it was your nature or my opinion of you. Most would see it as satirical humor, but it would be a careless mistake for those that didn’t. I have to renege as much as I know you were looking forward to it, HH. Your friendship means too much to me to chance hurting you. Now Art, he’s another story. We stick and jab at each other as part of our blog therapy.
yeah we do
I eat apples for therapy. As you can see from my near perfect condition, it works great!!
“As you can see from my near perfect condition, it works great!!” “As you can see…” So it looks like you’ve found those hidden cameras, I didn’t shush Art soon enough about that the other day.
You better shut down the live video feed
Killing that live feed streaming to the net will hurt your stats though.
Hey, don’t put this on me… I watch them, but you run the website and DVD distribution facilities… I am a customer… you are a dealer… HA!
Well, if you think I’m gonna kill that income stream, think again.
You can’t af-ford the stream… ha
It was figurative, dear Watson
Whoa!. See how quickly she put me in the subordinate roll there. Now I’M Watson. She’s slick.
I will be Moriarity…
🙂
No doubt about it
What? You’re not the professing the tiniest bit sleepiness after that revelation?
You say you want a revelation…
Zzzzzzzzzzzz
Sleepy is as sleepy does.
That’s the HH we know and love!
yup
Awww…so sweet
Awww. I love it when you say “awww.” i”m such a push-over.
ha…awwwwwwwwwwww…ha
awww
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
haaaaaaaaaaaa
yup
I’m watching my figurative…
Ha!
I like apples
Look at you shamelessly trying to run up your comment stats. I’ll do what I can.
We can move on to a new post… that would be fine… I just like to get the last word in also…
Not talking about this particular post, but you total comment stat as a whole.
Oh… well it is all good either way…
No muse is good muse…
In this case, I have to agree. I’ll take a shot across the bow of the HMS hahaha another time when my wit is softer.
Discretion… valor… all that…
I know both of you would have found it amusing and fairly creative and know I meant no harm, but the three of us weren’t just sitting around on the deck quaffing beers and bantering back and forth. This is the forever place when it can be cut and pasted before taken down and spread further than one means. The internet has no Rose Mary Woods. You have earned some trust because of a previous issue.. The rest of the world, not so much.
That is why I took down my other blog…
Laugh it up
I’m good. Only one of many fine fantasies.
All involving getting beat up by women?
You heard that Art. Guess where she’s going to be taking out her physical aggressions and pent up frustrations NOW? It’s duck and cover time. To paraphrase the late Roy Scheider in Jaws: We’re gonna need a bigger desk.
Good point.
I ain’t scared
Ha… see this scar…
Well, I do have more than one pair though…yes one red pair. And a pink pair.
Wait… are we still talking about sports equipment???
brat
bratwurst
Or perhaps peep-toe stiletto heels. Or painted toes. Now I’m really interested. Pink and red. Warm colors. Two of my favorite toe flavors.
sigh
That’s more like it. To late in the game to start deceiving this old fart. Not your style at all. I am surprised at the pink though. Well, now that I think about it, not really. Were they the first pair, or second?
They were the second pair 🙂 I needed the contrast in my life.
Yeah… you should see here underwear drawer… ha… I kill me…
I’m sleepy
I’m hollow… sleepy hollow…
I’ve noticed that sleepy thing about you before.
It happens to the best of us.
You guess right about why. But it was literal too. How complex.
I do not guess. I study the evidence and I discern, my dear Watson.
See how he naturally jumps to the idea the he is the star of the movie?
Well, I did deduce my conclusion and Sherlock is the one who does the deducing between the two.
yeah… deduce this…
I deduce you are taking a shot at that comment stat. That’s what i deduce and that your goal today is to get 1 more follow.
Uh… that is my goal every day.
I see you got over the 1.500 mark again by 3. Looks like it will stay this time.
One never can tell about these things
Indeed, you have a discerning mind…
And disconcerting…
Indeed!
And discodancing
“How complex” Well, I’ve never accused you of being simple, that’s for sure.
No… but you implied it a few times
Me neither. Cheers.
Have a happy, HH.
HaH,HH
Not much merry around here Art. As of Tuesday, we both have the flu. Hoping neither of us has swine flu like in Texas. Hoping your merry is merrier. Hack Hack
Oh man… That sucks… I am really sorry
you too!
I might have…
I have a complex…
haha
Special ‘knock out cancer’ commemorative gloves…
delightful and deluded…
defluded
defaulted
Oh yeah. That one is way better. Show off.
deflated
other combo was better. stop while you were ahead
defatigable
really. REALLY!
No, because it isn’t a real word… indefatigable is…
i give up
Score: El Norte 1 Art 0
when you put it that way…it makes me think my name is Art
Everybody is now named Art…
don’t you find that a little strange?
I don’t… you all might…
No, I can go with that. It just means we all win.
Yeah, we do.
Cheers. To us for winning everything. In the Spirit of Christmas. And to sexy elves and Santa babies everywhere
umm… right?
I can quit waiting now. She finally played the “WIN” card on you.
But in a really confusing way
You win too Dan. Relax…
For me, it’s more about the game than winning or losing. Playing the game well is a win in it’s own right if you’re a perfectionist. You, on the other hand, enjoy going for the win and I love watching you play.your little verbal chess matches with Art.
Just getting all these comments on my blog stats makes me a winner…
I was wondering how this one post was skewing your stats.
Still not a record winner… one post has like a thousand comments
That was earlier this year, wasn’t it? Seems like I was there for that.
I am pretty sure you were
More *awwwwww*…so nice of you…
it’s getting deep in here…
Deep appreciation. 😀
Ha
You may already be a winner…
I think we’ve got everyone covered…
Good… no naked people
How so? Because you feel you are the artistic one…or what. You are El (The) Norte (North). El Norte 1 Art 0 How, oh how is that confusing? Now we’ll move on to link to the next related provoking remark.
And a Spanish quiz…
Si. Muy bono, Sonny. One of my faves.
La chica no habla Espanol
The name El Norte is kind of unbecoming…it’s not organic.
What is more organic than a direction?
Food
wrong!
Then what?
exactly
Unbecoming??? Well, an animal is organic. Perhaps we should take a step back in time and go with Moby or The Whale in keeping with organic. Or not I would surmise. I shall put forth some effort as to a new moniker for your highness. Something “becoming”, but maintaining a modicum of anonymity. Well, there it is. Her Highness. Or is it Her Hineyness. Hmmm Which to choose?
HH works for me…that way you can snicker silently to yourself depending on which one you mean at the time, and I’ll always think you’re saying only good things.
Hard to argue with that
;D
yup
That’s your hamartia. You always think better of me, HH it shall be. *SNICKER* ;D
Happy Hooker
Homeless hobo
Homophobic hermaphrodite
Hell’s Harpy
Heapin’ helpin’
Awe…love my new nick name…
Good. I like seeing you happy.
You can see her? The cameras are still there?
Shhh! It’s supposed to be a secret.
oh… right
We all do… all of them…
hahaha. Name them.
no
I just call her friend… (now that was some world-class sucking up)
Sucking up. You have made it an art form. Art form? Get It? You said world class sucking……never mind.
Now that is how not to do it
Too bad I am the only judge that matters here…
That’s all I ask.
Well, mark this day on the royal calendar. You’ll have to make this a national holiday. “I give up” is the same as “you win” isn’t it? She slyly avoided saying that though.
I give up is the same as ‘I win’.
He is jealous of my spam!
Maybe you could find a way to transfer your spam to him so he can have more.
You can ship it in those convenient little metal cans… tins… whatever…
Do I look Hawaiian? What do I want with all that spam and a bunch of bogus babes? Stay out of the bogus babes part of that reply El Norte.
In thought you made your bogus babes out of spam…
And the rest of them are you!
LOL. No.
Good, because I do not want to anger half of the population of this planet… especially that half!
why not at all…
good
Dude. I’m a dude. A beautiful dude. But a dude nonetheless. And I am your seventh-biggest fan. Do you get prizes for being seventh-biggest? I hope so.
You have my undying admiration and respect and gratitude and sympathy…
That’s all I ever asked! Also, some genetic material if you have any lying around, as I do have access to a particularly interesting laboratory where we are allowed to grow… things.
Be careful what you wish for…
Be nice.
When am I not!!!???
You’re so beautiful Trent..
Hey, don’t interrupt, he is trying to talk me into donating genetic material…
pft
uh huh
You just made my day. Or night. Or whatever time it is hereabouts. It’s so hard to tell under all this snow…
or under all that beauty 😉
(we have about 5 feet of snow here)
You’re too kind. I just got home from a 6 am to midnight at the office, and shovelled the driveway. It’s gorgeous out here, just gorgeous. All kinds of writerly ideas went through my head… but anyway, you win. We got a so-called big storm here, but I’ve only shovelled three days out of the last seven, and it wasn’t that hard. Plus it’s like near zero out here. Sometimes, I love southern Ontario… But I still love Calgary! I’m bidding a job out there, fingers and everything else crossed to win, that would be sweet. I have like tons of friends in Calgary. I hope you don’t live in Edmonton though… ugh.
I am aren’t I?! lol Wow impressive, work and then shovelling! I think you need to write now..
We’ve pretty much had non stop snow and cold here. It’s been as cold as -46 tonight it’s -28 Wow Calgary, that would be really awesome! Nope I’m not in Edmonton. I’m in Grande Prairie AB area
Never been to Grand Prairie. Stay warm.
Good advice.
you’re not missing anything! I will.
That is why she married a tall guy… to carry her around above the snow…
Ha my tall guy had a bad fall last night. scared the shit out of me he’s okay but smashed his elbow pretty good.
Who is going to carry you around like a papoose??? Do I need to fly up there?
ahaha! no i’m small but mighty, i manage. besides you wouldn’t be able to handle the snow and cold where you’re coming from, i’d be carrying you! 😉
Size 15 feet… I can walk right over snow… but yeah… I would probably die in 5 minutes.
yes the cold would get you
Oh… I was talking about the boredom… but the cold too… yeah… ha!
oh yeah -46
what???????????????
yeah on some days here
ohwow
yep you step outside and it’s so cold it’s painful and you can hardly breathe
move
gotta move or freeze..lol
moving… oh man
I wouldn’t live in a prairie that wasn’t grand.
well i am but hopefully not permanently!
Yeah, you aren’t a buffalo…
no! i’d rather be in Calgary
Don’t get caught in a stampede…
ha that would almost be fun. i’m a cowgirl at heart
Why don’t they call them horseboys instead of cowboys.
Some have cows…
Right, but I would rather be named after what I ride than what I eat.
lol
hey now
that’s part of a song
More than one song, I bet.
probably!
Are you guys going to be neighbors???
It’s a big country, son. On a spiritual level, we are all neighbours, no?
Then loan me a cup of sugar… and a rake…
Sugar is bad for you. Rakes can be used to kill beavers. As a result, I must politely refuse.
I never use them for that
Is that five feet high or wide?
both
wow
That’s what she does for people.
She’s waaaaaaaay more pleasant than you are. Or me.
Totally true
I’m always true.
to your school?
I’m not gonna complain about my 5 inches of snow.
Can you send it over this way? We could do with another 5 inches.
Yeah you could… ha!
Yeah. Another 10% would be excellent.
word
5 inches is a perfectly acceptable length… of snow…