Baby Got Book!
Oy. I'm sicker'n a dawg, coughs, headache, runny nose, gooey substance drip-dripping against my epiglottis, small baby elephant sitting atop my chest, crushing the very life essence out of me...Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...I feel the need to worship.
Won't you join me, brothers and sisters?
Hold ya hands in the air, and wave 'em like you just don't care!
Warning: The following video may be offensive to some viewers, especially atheists, agnostics, Jews, Muslims, Buddhists, your Uncle Moe, the friendly grocer down the street, Sir Mix-A-Lot, Daddy Warbucks, Charlie Brown and all the Peanuts gang, Sophia Loren, and red-headed folks who wear horn-rimmed glasses.
Want more? Fall on your knees and pilgrimage on over here!
posted by Ms. Lori @ 10:21 AM
6 Comments:
I'm sorry to have to be the one to inform you that you're going straight to hell now.
And I'll be riding your coattails all the way down.
BWA-hahahahaha-hahahaha***choke***ha!
Testify!
Ha! You've been riding my coattails for years, bitch. That's how you got to be where you are today.
Um ... lessee, drunk -- check. Crazy -- check. Involved in a close pesonal relationship with your household appliances -- check.
You're welcome.
I love you so much it hurts, Rabbitch.
It really, really hurts.
;-)
OMG!! That's AWESOME!
(at least you'll have entertaining company on the way down - heheheh!)
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