That Hussy! ok ok for all I know… she’s not a hussy.

 Last night I dreamt that Megan Butcher, whom I’ve never met and now am sort of leery of, was giving me a ride somewhere.  On the way, we stopped at a rural donut shop.  The kind that makes those yummy cinnamon covered donuts and puts them in a paper bag to absorb the grease.  As I was chatting with some folks at a picnic table, she just left me there!

In other news that is super interesting to everyone, I know have saggy tits and a flat ass.  Happy New Year!

On this day:

In 2007 – Brent shouldn’t have deleted his blog!
In 2006 – The whole year in 12 lines
In 2005 – I was a champion eater… and it looks like I’m trying to regain my title, minus the pate (I have no idea how to type accents on this new computer)
In 2004 – My firs Christmas Of Insanity


4 Comments on “That Hussy! ok ok for all I know… she’s not a hussy.”

  1. Got to love what motherhood does to your body eh?
    I run so my butt did come back, however I am dangerously close to tucking my boobs into my belt! lol

  2. Got to love what motherhood does to your body eh?
    I run so my butt did come back, however I am dangerously close to tucking my boobs into my belt! lol

  3. Anonymous says:

    oh dear
    Man, I like to think I’m a nice person, but I hate to admit that you’re not the first person who’s had a dream where I’m really mean to them.
    Rest assured, in real life I’m about the last person who’d leave you stranded somewhere.

  4. Anonymous says:

    oh dear
    Man, I like to think I’m a nice person, but I hate to admit that you’re not the first person who’s had a dream where I’m really mean to them.
    Rest assured, in real life I’m about the last person who’d leave you stranded somewhere.


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