"Just because you're watching Nightmare on Elm Street doesn't mean you're going to get killed."
- My very good friend Joe.
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Joe is a wise man. Unlike my late friend Bill, who said, "Just because you're watching your best friend who is standing two feet away from you get killed by wolves doesn't mean you'll get killed." Hey kfc!
Maybe not, but I'm certain that if I watch Forensic Files on a consistent basis, I will eventually fall victim to a serial killer, who will chop me up into ziplock-bag size pieces and store me in the freezer.
I think I've said too much already. A girl can't lay down all her cards at once. Good thing my deck goes higher than 52. I wish I were a guy so I could pee anywhere I wanted while standing up. That's real power. I'd like to meet the following: My great-great grandparents, the N. Oklahoma ones, not the Swiss gentry. My woebegone friendship with Adam G. The man who's going to be with me till we're retired to the porch swing sucking on glycerine tablets, and who still reads to me at night, while I rub his feet. My ambitions with commitment and discipline. The characters from old David Lee Roth videos. Hot carb on carb action. That fucker who keeps trying to take the bbq, in a dark alley, satan's minions, lilliputians, nigglers, pifflers, piddlers, snake-oil peddlers, cripples, do-gooders, truth-seekers, sweethearts, wandering minstrels, interlopers, robber barons, saints, sinners, people who snort and guffaw, holler and whoop, tender tender people with good hearts, and all my fat little babies. I like BUTTER! And Vitamin Z!
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Joe is a wise man. Unlike my late friend Bill, who said, "Just because you're watching your best friend who is standing two feet away from you get killed by wolves doesn't mean you'll get killed." Hey kfc!
There's only one problem, the fear is coming from inside the house!
Maybe not, but I'm certain that if I watch Forensic Files on a consistent basis, I will eventually fall victim to a serial killer, who will chop me up into ziplock-bag size pieces and store me in the freezer.
The exploding popcorn is coming from--inside your house! Hey kfc! Hey Peteski!
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