By the way, number 1, 3 and 5 are backhoes, not cranes. He'll notice when he sobers up! Still too funny.
Thank God you made coffee because my ass is dragging today. I'll have a Grande Latte and a HUGE slice of cake. I have tons of house work to wade through and need all the help I can get.
Word Verification is "tripo," which is exactly what I did the other day on the stairs. I went flying, my flip flops went flying, everyone saw it and I felt like an idiot! Apparently Blogger saw it too because it's resorted to this.
I know what they are, jack ass! I was just trying to simplify for Bob. And one is actually a backhoe. I'll wrestle you for it.
Bob, baby, baby, baby, I would never crap on your cakes. They're beautiful. However, I know for certain you didn't bake them because they have "school project" written all over them. Don't fuck with me! I have to deal with IV, don't make me have to deal with you too. God, does this never end? "Daddy!!! I need you!!!" *Dad pulls bulldozer into parking slot, I get in bucket, we high tail it.* Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Relief.
Yes, IV, psssssssssssst...I do know. Wanna ride? I'm good! Taught by the best baby! errrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrrr.
My boo boo. I know. I know!!! I'm better than that. IV, what's that big bulldozer thing with a bucket? That HUGE bucket. As big as a bulldozer, but a bucket! Obviously not a backhoe, but what? You know, so don't deny me. Don't make me call dad, he'll laugh at me for not knowing. What's it called baby? Bucket Loader? Wheel loader? What!!!??? I can't remember!!! I know it has "loader" in it's name!!! Jeasus Christ! I'm close, aren't I? Oh, and I can operate it too! Hey! Just can't remember the name. Forgive me. I'm just a girl.
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U g==== Okay, it's late, wrong keys. THIS IS TOO FUNNY!!! I have to go to bed, but want you to know this is too funny!
Who's making coffee?
Coffee's ready. Big slice or little slice of cake?
dang, gonna be a buzy day for me keeping up with all the parties!
thanks bob!
*gobbles down some cake*
Oh. My. God. That is HI-LAR-I-OUS! Great post, Bob!
Go to the Wild Onion Cafe...there's a Barbie mud-wrestling match going on....
Ooh... Barbie mud wrestling...
sprints out the door with cake and heads over to the Cafe
By the way, number 1, 3 and 5 are backhoes, not cranes. He'll notice when he sobers up! Still too funny.
Thank God you made coffee because my ass is dragging today. I'll have a Grande Latte and a HUGE slice of cake. I have tons of house work to wade through and need all the help I can get.
Word Verification is "tripo," which is exactly what I did the other day on the stairs. I went flying, my flip flops went flying, everyone saw it and I felt like an idiot! Apparently Blogger saw it too because it's resorted to this.
XO
Why ya gotta crap on my cakes? It took me all night to bake them. ;)
psssttttt... *whispers to bob*they are excavators... they dont have and loaders on the front... shhh... dont tell suz!
ahemmm, *talks in louder voice*
bob the cakes are great! keep mj away from the big one though... i think she might have a surprise for us if she gets too close...
I know what they are, jack ass! I was just trying to simplify for Bob. And one is actually a backhoe. I'll wrestle you for it.
Bob, baby, baby, baby, I would never crap on your cakes. They're beautiful. However, I know for certain you didn't bake them because they have "school project" written all over them. Don't fuck with me! I have to deal with IV, don't make me have to deal with you too. God, does this never end? "Daddy!!! I need you!!!" *Dad pulls bulldozer into parking slot, I get in bucket, we high tail it.* Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Relief.
Yes, IV, psssssssssssst...I do know. Wanna ride? I'm good! Taught by the best baby! errrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrr-errrrrrrrrrr.
psssstttt... bull dozers dont have buckets.... they have blades... track loaders have buckets...
*runs off to bar*
Plenty of cake for everyone Leah... dig in!
....that middle cake looks like a boy.....I'll take some of that one, please!
OMG Goob... if you are getting aroused by a crane cake you really need to meet someone.
My boo boo. I know. I know!!! I'm better than that. IV, what's that big bulldozer thing with a bucket? That HUGE bucket. As big as a bulldozer, but a bucket! Obviously not a backhoe, but what? You know, so don't deny me. Don't make me call dad, he'll laugh at me for not knowing. What's it called baby? Bucket Loader? Wheel loader? What!!!??? I can't remember!!! I know it has "loader" in it's name!!! Jeasus Christ! I'm close, aren't I? Oh, and I can operate it too! Hey! Just can't remember the name. Forgive me. I'm just a girl.
;)
Did you safe some cake for me. I'm only a day late and a dollar short.
Cec there's always cake at Suzanne's party!
Oh, and Cece, the cake is always safe.
What???!! What was I supposed to do with that?
Hi Bob!
I'm so happy you still have this damn this up. You're the only one you know. YOU ROCK!!!
You'll never read this, but it feels wonderful to write it! Thanks baby!
Now I have to find out who gooooooooooooood girl is.
XO
Hi Blottie
Hi baby. Do you realize it's almost my birthday again? Jeasus Christ. How did that happen?
Oh, Happy Birthday Bob. Love you.
XO
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