Paula’s walking in honor of Jane‘s Jugs on Mother’s Day to raise money for breast cancer services. Get your butt over yonder and sponsor her!
While you’re gettin’, get thee over to Ms. Darkstar’s and enter her giveaway!
“I YAM A FEARSOME MONSTER! HEAR ME ROAR!”
“NO WAY, I AM THE FEARSOME BEAST AROUND HERE! I DOES ALL THE ROARING!”
“Rowr.”
“Rowr?”
“Rowr, I say!”
“Rowr!”
“That is some lame and sad and pathetic roaring! I AM THE FEARSOME BEAST! HEAR ME ROAR!”
::wheeze::
Today, a couple of movies for you, both of them featuring Reacher. In the first one, he’s tussling with Bolitar and being a drama queen.
And in the second one, you get to hearing my annoying baby-talk voice as I continually ask Reacher if he’s the baby. I love his response – which, of course, is why I keep asking!
“Nice eye booger, Loony Jake.”
“Thanks. I’m saving it for later.”
Previously
2009: And speaking of our house and smells, whoever thought it would be a good idea to put the air intake vent for the downstairs air/ heating system directly across the hall from the bathroom?
2008: If that man cripples me with the sledgehammer, y’all make sure he gets me the LUXURY wheelchair.
2007: No entry.
2006: “Motherfucker say WHAT? You wanna prance?”
2005: Did you know you could use it to relieve muscle soreness, as a plant fertilizer, and as a laxative?
2004: Okay, girlfriend? Just how fucking stupid ARE you?
2003: No entry.
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: God, please tell me when I was 19 I didn’t sound that much like an airhead…