Cindy, you're my favorite blogger. Thanks for all the delightfully smelly UNDERWEAR.When I was 12, my girl scout troop visited WOR TV channel 9 here in NY to be on Sonny Fox's Saturday morning children's show. The year was 1962. As all the other kids soaked in slime and other similar ploys ripped off by Nickelodeon, me and another girl were elected to the vaunted duty of time keeping, oh so superior, so above the slimed and their slimers, showing off to the entire tri-state area our dililgently grammar school acquired arithmetical skills on black and white TV screens broadcasting us roman numeraling in televised white chalk on blackboards drenched with sweat under cameras and lights for the entire tri-state area to see . . . . looks to be the beginning of my first blog. FUCK MY higly impudent FULLY IMPOTENT EX- WHOSE 1ST WIFE PURPOSELY CHEATED ON HIM FOR UNDERMINING HER 1ST NOVEL, WHICH SHE finally DID publish, no thanks to HIS sorry ass, who then married a lawyer who busted him out of Bellvue whom he emotionally tortured by blacking her from leaving her house on her way to court desperately clinging to hi ding dong which no longer can ding-dong whose family coddles the hell out of, oh poor Z, poor, Z, so mentally ill, psychiatrically disabled over the hill, who then went head over heels over me who I threw to the crub for daring to disturb Me Mz - King My Her sto RYYYYYYY (thats for SURE) and THAT's where HE be LONGGGGGGGGGGGS! (Dirty Underwear, anyone?)
Susan, thank you for the compliment. Also, were you drunk when you wrote that rant? LOL! Take an aspirin and relax, dear ;0)
Cindy, you're my favorite blogger. Thanks for all the delightfully smelly UNDERWEAR.When I was 12, my girl scout troop visited WOR TV channel 9 here in NY to be on Sonny Fox's Saturday morning children's show. The year was 1962. As all the other kids soaked in slime and other similar ploys ripped off by Nickelodeon, me and another girl were elected to the vaunted duty of time keeping, oh so superior, so above the slimed and their slimers, showing off to the entire tri-state area our dililgently grammar school acquired arithmetical skills on black and white TV screens broadcasting us roman numeraling in televised white chalk on blackboards drenched with sweat under cameras and lights for the entire tri-state area to see . . . . looks to be the beginning of my first blog. FUCK MY higly impudent FULLY IMPOTENT EX- WHOSE 1ST WIFE PURPOSELY CHEATED ON HIM FOR UNDERMINING HER 1ST NOVEL, WHICH SHE finally DID publish, no thanks to HIS sorry ass, who then married a lawyer who busted him out of Bellvue whom he emotionally tortured by blacking her from leaving her house on her way to court desperately clinging to hi ding dong which no longer can ding-dong whose family coddles the hell out of, oh poor Z, poor, Z, so mentally ill, psychiatrically disabled over the hill, who then went head over heels over me who I threw to the crub for daring to disturb Me Mz - King My Her sto RYYYYYYY (thats for SURE) and THAT's where HE be LONGGGGGGGGGGGS! (Dirty Underwear, anyone?)