Posted on 01/27/2008 6:57:51 AM PST by Mo1
Awww, I guess I’m too late. Darks has them in his clutches....locked up in his basement with the gnomes, no doubt.
Oh well, son says he needs me for a school project. I hope it has nothing to do with any kind of surgery.....
*crossing fingers and toes*
Actually it was more of a recurrent fear of running out of shark bits to bbq. Haven’t you noticed your missing tail yet, Lame? Sure was tasty! Don’t worry, you’ll grow a new one....
Now I’m ready for dessert. An apple fritter would sure hit the spot! :)
That wasn’t a beaver, that was a skunk, wasn’t it?
I’m not old enough to know for sure....way before my time, Gramps! :P
No wait.....it was a bear, you doofus! Can’t you tell the difference between a bear and a beav? Poor Gramps is more confused than I thought!
Alright so I had a rare senior moment. I know you understand being that you seem to have them all the time, GRAMPA! :P
Sheesh, I came inside to warm up, but it ain’t happenin’. I may have to go back out and gnaw some sticks for kindling....
BTW, you seen my apple fritter anywhere?
I must be patient with Gramps and his s...l...o..w t...y...p...i...n...g......
Heh....must be something in the water here...or the air...or the dirt. Maybe it’s just because I’m surrounded by loons.
I’ll have to contact my gay mayor and get his opinion. :)
Fritter likes sushi? I wonder if she likes raw shark bits too...
Crikey, Gramps, put the playboy down and type already! :P
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