You know, I do my meager best to help out Rovey where and when I can, and I just have to say that this mad cow scare is all a useless bunch of bull! I mean, if there *really* were something to beef about, would he still be serving me up his Texas Hot Link so often? Not to mention a bounteous buffet of bologna, blood sausage, knockwurst, bockwurst and meat balls! Why in fact, he's demanded I start referring to him as Sir Loin! Yummy - make mine a double with an extra squirt of special sauce, please! I'll hold the buns.
Oooh - must get mooooving. Rovey says he's gone and squeezed out a big, creamy glass of milk just for me. I'll tell you, it sure does *this* body good!
Have an udderly great day, RoveHos!
Posted by Virginia at December 28, 2003 11:14 PM | TrackBackI could use that Floricet now.
Posted by: Trauma Doll at August 10, 2004 12:27 PMHow about a big foamy cold Goss of Porter...
it's HOT outside!
Dear Mr.Casino BIZ....give me back my brain.
ARGGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know that there is FINALLY a bun in the oven!
Oh....Karl! Will he have your eyes...?
I'm keeping my legs in the air for 45 minutes, just to make sure it sticks, but you just KNOW
when you conceive, you just KNOW!!!!!