tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post1105322432222873995..comments2024-03-28T16:39:00.880-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats: Sundays in the Basement with ValValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-20808363979060853382013-08-19T19:06:49.939-05:002013-08-19T19:06:49.939-05:00Sioux,
Yes, it was a real chapeau shenanigan. All ...Sioux,<br />Yes, it was a real chapeau shenanigan. All three were real, and they were spectacular.<br /><br />*****<br />Birdie,<br />He had me at "2 gallon drum of Diet Coke."<br /><br />*****<br />Stephen,<br />Perhaps you were simply dehydrated.<br /><br />*****<br />Leenie,<br />Let's not forget that ex-con, the Hamburglar. <br /><br />As far as the tryptophan...Val needs no reason at all to put things on the procrastination list. She's been meaning to stage a Battle Royale with Madam up above, for her self-proclaimed title of Princess of Procrastination. That crown will be Val's! Just as soon as she stops putting off the challenge.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-85496562837472063532013-08-18T23:23:01.339-05:002013-08-18T23:23:01.339-05:00Just got back from Birdie's link (Hey, their s...Just got back from Birdie's link (Hey, their spokesman is a pedophile clown from the seventies---heehaw!)<br /><br />Oh, yeah, Just wondering if those Sunday roasts contain that tryptophan stuff like Thanksgiving Turkey. Sunday food of all kinds just turns into snore inducing sedatives. Great stuff. gives one a superb reason to put everything on the top of the procrastination list..........snork....zzzzzzzLeeniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17655189620056032790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-57134171392414723672013-08-18T21:09:39.809-05:002013-08-18T21:09:39.809-05:00No, I'm not trying to pick up his scent. I'...No, I'm not trying to pick up his scent. I'm showing emotion through my fingertips.<br /><br />---You miss your boy, and it shows. I remember Mrs. C. and I dropping off our boy at college and she wept the entire ride home, over two hundred miles. As a big strong man I stopped weeping after the first hundred miles.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-17466759800586718672013-08-18T19:55:46.427-05:002013-08-18T19:55:46.427-05:00Here ya go. I almost peed I laughed to hard at thi...Here ya go. I almost peed I laughed to hard at this.<br /><br />https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6YDTfEhChgwBirdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-68407826264583444632013-08-18T18:16:59.871-05:002013-08-18T18:16:59.871-05:00Hopefully it'll be a hat trick and all three w...Hopefully it'll be a hat trick and all three will be delectable.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.com