Friday, February 10, 2006

Hi.

You guys are looking for me, aren't you?

Forget it. How could I follow the genius that is Man-Boy?

I'm having a margarita and slinking away with my tail between my legs.

4 comments:

Brenda said...

Awww... but you raised and nurtured this brilliant almost-adult. Do the happy dance while you drink your Margarita!!!

John said...

I'm 4 beers, several drinks, and a few 'Oh Have One!' in the night. Basically. Drunk.

So you can TOTALLY out do what's his face. Do it to it. Slash we should all prepare a drug blog. All of us.

Dillon Who? Ground him, then you'll feel better.

Paige said...

Yay, John!

Have you been talking to my mom? Her daughter-raising philosophy went something like this:

"Mom, I don't think Jennifer likes me."

"Why, Paige?"

"Because she threw pudding on me."

"Oh, honey. She's just jealous because you're so smart and pretty and funny and talented. Ignore her."

Paige said...

Forget it. Now Dillon's in love with you.

He's also adding more paint to his wall. I'll give youan updated photo tomorrow night.