Stressed
* I feel like taking up smoking, seeing as there's a spare pack left over from my show sitting in the room right now.
* For a similar reason, I feel like throwing lots and lots of peanuts at those around me.
* I also feel like throwing on the rodeo princess hat and lasso-ing up some cows and such, as the guys next door are singing/guitar-playing Garth Brooks and that doesn't normally occur.
1 comment:
Sis, let me share with you the words Dad gave me concerning smoking.
"If I ever see you with a cigarette butt, you’re going to eat it.”
I never heard for sure whether or not I would get to put it out first (though I have a pretty good guess).
Don’t be stupid. Pop Pez or bubble gum or malt balls first; something a lot less cancerous.
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