Archive for the Do Not Test Me Category

Friday Night Get Down

Or Saturday Morning Get Up and Get Down

Argh!

Caution: You might want to save this for later, if you’re suffering some PTS or still pounding your head on the desk over last week’s Stinkin’ Thinkin’ comments threads.

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Bring it.

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Do you boys want me to pull this goddamn internet over? Because I sweardagod I will pull it over right now! Do not test me. I will stop the whole internet right here and end you all.

[An imagine of my mom just popped into my head: Trying to steer the car with one hand, swerving all over the road, while she flails her arm in the back seat trying to smack us around... and we'd laugh our heads off, while she got more pissed off trying to make contact. This was before booster seats and seat belts, so we could ninja. God, that was funny. I am about to become my mother, so hold onto your hat.]

 So!

 I’m glad to see Danny back – especially since I invited him back. I didn’t just invite him, I badgered him. (Yeah, tell me with a straight face you’re not glad he indulged me.) Continue reading Bring it.