Recall my shameless cry for help from a little over a week ago. All-around sweetie pie Beth McLean (she of the fuzzy ferrets [and beautiful handwriting, btw] shipped me (via UPS, no less!) a package of Double Stuf Oreos. She, unlike the rest of my vast readership, realized that I am tremendously more productive, both as a station manager and a weblogger, when I am sufficiently fortified with yummy treats. Keep that in mind.
Tuesday Playlist Additions
:: Dave Walker 14:34 (EST/EDT) [+]
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Title: Shut up
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You should really stop farting all of the time!!!!!!!!!!! Plus pooping all of the time!!!!!
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Hey, don't know if anyone can help. I'm looking for a friend by the name of Beth Mclean. All I know about her is that she is from Virginia, is a damn good sax player. I met her while she was travelling around Australia, we were both working for Vodafone in Sydney but lost touch I'm afraid.....if any one has any info, or indeed knows her and can pass this on...i can be reached on potsy025@yahoo.com
Two Swedish guys get of a ship and head for the nearest bars. Each one orders two vodkas and immediately downs them. They they order two more and once again quickly throw them back. They then order two more. When they arrive, one of them picks up his glass, and, turning to the other, toasts him, "Skoal!" The other turns to the first man and scolds, "Hey! Did you come here to screw around, or did you come here to drink?"