Posted on 08/22/2007 12:17:28 PM PDT by RedRover
I suspect Girlene of fishing in secret. You know how she won’t share her catfish.
I was waiting at the end of the driveway for hours for our road trip to the film festival. Hello? Remember? I had my pink suitcase packed and was waiting patiently. Did anybody show up? Nooooooo. So I gave up, came inside finally, to find out you were posting all this news. I think I was setup.
Mrs. Red didn’t like the idea of him on a road trip with the fun patrol. She caught him sneaking out the window when I drove up. Perhaps I shouldn’t have honked. If you were there you could have “knocked knocked” on his door.
Yeah, way to go, honky.
Is that you George?
Keep it in the green room.
Oh, well. It’s probably best we didn’t go. We would have been thrown out of the theater anyway, and probably arrested for making a public nuisance of ourselves. Who would post bail?
You are right. I don’t like to go to the movies anyway. Some idiot is either kicking my chair or making way too much noise with their snack (as if you can’t go without eating for 120 min) and to top it off throw in a sneezer or a chronic coughing up their lung person. I am out of there, give me the Lysol to spray off the cooties.
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