From My Brain To Your Phone

Friday, July 2nd, 2010

Green = Me
White = Not me

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In: because Sweety wonders why I need a text plan | | #

22 Comments, Comment or Ping

Marissa

Your brain is really an enigma.

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Chickie said:
July 4th, 2010 at 8:46 pm
Thank you.

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July 2nd, 2010 11:55 pm
Sara

Heh. Nice. I’m glad Tasha wasn’t too traumatized!

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Chickie said:
July 4th, 2010 at 8:47 pm
Me too. She seems to have forgotten about it but was more skittish than usual the last time I dried her after her bath. Can’t say that I blame her.

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July 3rd, 2010 1:57 am
Georgina Dollface

*** slowly backs out of the room and then runs*** – G

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Chickie said:
July 4th, 2010 at 8:47 pm
Wait! Come back! I’ll put the towel away and we’ll have a cup of tea!

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July 3rd, 2010 12:35 pm
finding pam

You had me laughing till I cried. You’re so lucky that Stephen gets you and that he is not afraid of you! LOL!

I think pickle forks are used to eat olives and pickles! Are you sure that wasn’t a lobster or shrimp fork? I thought you might use it to stab someone in the eye. That would be horrible.

Happy 4th of July.

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Chickie said:
July 4th, 2010 at 8:49 pm
I think maybe he is a little afraid of me. And that’s okay. He’s bigger than me so I need Crazy on my side.

I think that’s a pickle fork. It’s what google showed me at any rate. Sweety and I discussed eye stabbing but agreed it wouldn’t do enough damage. The fork wouldn’t go in far enough to kill and it could be removed too easily.

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July 3rd, 2010 12:40 pm
Redroach

You are so wrong, but damn so right

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Chickie said:
July 4th, 2010 at 8:49 pm
I’m glad someone sees that!

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July 3rd, 2010 7:31 pm
Holland

What a delightfully shocking post. I laughed my head off.

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Chickie said:
July 4th, 2010 at 8:49 pm
Good :)

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July 4th, 2010 12:58 pm
renn

Let me introduce you to my friend Tracy. She is always threatening to stab people with [presumably sharpened] spoons. Y’all could form some sort of utensil stabbing service!

As for the accidental canine infringement, well…that was an accident. Regardless, I am going to ask that your texting partner share some of the bleach/ammonia cocktail.

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Chickie said:
July 4th, 2010 at 8:51 pm
I bet Tracy does NOT mean a sharpened spoon. I’ve threatened spoon stabbing before and I don’t want a sharp one. If I’m mad enough to stab you, I’ll force a dull spoon in.

There’s enough of the cocktail for everyone! And wow did I feel horrible when I realized what I’d done to poor Stinky Dog.

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renn said:
July 5th, 2010 at 6:14 pm
You’ve obviously never met Tracy.

http://www.kaplyinc.com/

;)

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Chickie said:
July 7th, 2010 at 8:25 pm
Oooohhhh! I like her!

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July 4th, 2010 4:02 pm
here today, gone tomorrow

You only say what we’re all thinking.

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Chickie said:
July 7th, 2010 at 8:25 pm
That reassures me and kind of scares me.

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July 5th, 2010 8:48 am
Dayle

I’d be more than a little worried if Tasha started cuddling you at night. You may have made her a little bi-curious with your towel finger poking.

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Chickie said:
July 7th, 2010 at 8:28 pm
She’s already well acquainted with coochie other than her own.

If I walk in and see Oy fisting her…well, I’ll go get her a little bitty glove.

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July 6th, 2010 7:13 pm
Stella

Do you prefer your ammonia/bleach cocktail shaken or stirred?

I’m cool with either as long as you use your fingers for the olives and not a pickle fork.

Bwahahahahaha.

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Chickie said:
July 10th, 2010 at 10:35 pm
Stirred. Then we can use the stirrer to poke an eye out.

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July 8th, 2010 3:44 pm