You will come back...I'll miss you...
I don't know if I trust the men bringing wieners...I have always been the provider in my family, the builder, the vehicle maintenance person...etc. I'll just go and get my own wieners...just to be safe.
Well...the fire is blazing now, that fossil fuel sure makes things nice and toasty...now...where did I put those marshmellows...oh no...I thought that rock was pretty soft.
Oh well...they will taste the same even if they are flat and square...
I hope they don't leave me here talking to myself for to long. No good ever comes of that. Last time they left me in the dark, in the Men's Room and there was that guy in the wheelchair...well...it was wheelchair accessable, so I guess he thought he was safe...oh well.
This time I have a fire so that it doesn't get dark and I can see what I am doing...see...I can learn.
So future guys...does the woman in your life ever complain about you leaving up the toilet seat???
If so, can you remember a time when she left it up for you??? I think people who don't look before they sit down deserve to get their butts wet...speaking of which...mine is all sticky and covered with marshmellows...hey, I could just toast them where they are! Or maybe not...hmmhmm hm hm...
Psych Central???? I thought this was Psychic Central!!!!!!!
Ah, GEZZZZZ...Now where did I put that compass????