I think I missed a Star Wars Sunday last week due to the injuries suffered as a result of the devastating Sock Weevil Infestation of 2012.
You didn't hear about it on the news?
Truly didn't?
Shocking.
Or should I say ...
Socking.
Well, like a kick in the groin from an enraged brontosaurus, I'm bringing it to you this Sunday. I'm bringing you Star Wars Sunday - Full Frontal! Now bend over ...
North Carolina, I have something for you:
And Boba approves:
I've been grilling like a mofo the last few weeks. Mo. Fo. I bought a grill tray so thatI can grill veggies, fruits, fish (I initially typed "filth", not sure why really) and all matter of things that fall through the slats of the grill.
I've recently been grilling the shit (it helps combat e-coli) out of asparagus. Yessir, ASS-PARRY-GAS.
Broken up phonetically it sounds disturbingly flatulent, which it's not, unless you count the amazing swell smell that your pee adopts from it.
Moving on.
I've been grilling it coated with garlic-infused olive oil, cracked pepper and kosher salt. So, so good.
I appropriately named it Green Spears of Death and, not surprisingly, the kids'll eat it. How could you not, really? "Pardon me, Scotty, might I have some more Green Spears of Death?"
"Absolutely, my good man, allow me to impale you directly."
This will be my next grill:
Speaking of grotesque and disturbing people:
I've recently been chatting back and forth with a friend in Poland. I see a trip in future, oh yes, I do indeed. As annoying as Facebook can be, it totally has it uses.
Oh, Han ...
The older I get the more I see that common sense if definitely not an inherited, but an acquired, trait. I drives me nuts. I work with people that are supposed to be brilliant but heir day to day choices in life border on retarded.
Oh, sorry, I mean so mentally challenged that they're retarded.
Speaking of encouraging words from zombies ...
Meanwhile, back in my old stomping grounds of Florida ...
I need to go buy more bath salts ...
Alright, i think it's time for breakfast, I'm outta here.
Eye<3ewe,
Scotty
PS:
You didn't hear about it on the news?
Truly didn't?
Shocking.
Or should I say ...
Socking.
Well, like a kick in the groin from an enraged brontosaurus, I'm bringing it to you this Sunday. I'm bringing you Star Wars Sunday - Full Frontal! Now bend over ...
North Carolina, I have something for you:
And Boba approves:
I've been grilling like a mofo the last few weeks. Mo. Fo. I bought a grill tray so thatI can grill veggies, fruits, fish (I initially typed "filth", not sure why really) and all matter of things that fall through the slats of the grill.
I've recently been grilling the shit (it helps combat e-coli) out of asparagus. Yessir, ASS-PARRY-GAS.
Broken up phonetically it sounds disturbingly flatulent, which it's not, unless you count the amazing swell smell that your pee adopts from it.
Moving on.
I've been grilling it coated with garlic-infused olive oil, cracked pepper and kosher salt. So, so good.
I appropriately named it Green Spears of Death and, not surprisingly, the kids'll eat it. How could you not, really? "Pardon me, Scotty, might I have some more Green Spears of Death?"
"Absolutely, my good man, allow me to impale you directly."
This will be my next grill:
Speaking of grotesque and disturbing people:
I've recently been chatting back and forth with a friend in Poland. I see a trip in future, oh yes, I do indeed. As annoying as Facebook can be, it totally has it uses.
Oh, Han ...
The older I get the more I see that common sense if definitely not an inherited, but an acquired, trait. I drives me nuts. I work with people that are supposed to be brilliant but heir day to day choices in life border on retarded.
Oh, sorry, I mean so mentally challenged that they're retarded.
Speaking of encouraging words from zombies ...
Meanwhile, back in my old stomping grounds of Florida ...
I need to go buy more bath salts ...
Alright, i think it's time for breakfast, I'm outta here.
Eye<3ewe,
Scotty
PS:
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I love how you mix your multi-sci-fi/fantasy messages
but,
why for you never make the obvious mix . . .
?
I'm not saying anything by this . . .
but I saw it, and
well
it just sort of screamed ZenExistence,
I'm sure you'll find some good use for it.