well, you weren't using it.
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well, you weren't using it.
When I'm not sitting in it, it is occupied by my spirit. Which you are now sitting on.
is THAT what's all over my ass?
eeeeew ...
i hope that comes out.
How do you think *I* feel about this situation?
wet? squishy?
or just plain weird?
Both.
now please keep it down I'm drooling over here.
Can't you see what your gentle
insanities do to me?
Rob me of common sense and swipe my chair!
Office abuse i can take and give back again-
Eri's, though, I cannot bear!
Won't you look at me, look at me!
God won't you look at me!
Look at me shaking with caffein withdrawal!
Shuffling paperwork for buerocratic administrators-
But Eris, the worst of them all!
We of course must be moderated
as befitting our clearly mad quips:
the most nutty collection of batty, addicted
net wits!
(keeping with the theme of the month- sung to the tune of Aldonza's song!)
*Note, no real offense against Eris (whom we adore) was intended with the posting of this song.
passes Ski a paper dixie cup
Lulu, I have to admit, I never pictured you as my Dulcinea.
<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ September 14, 2003 05:16 PM: Message edited by: eris quixote ]</font>
*drools in cup*
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ