Last Word the II, son of Last Word.

OO-RAH!
::soldierroast: :soldiershoot: :erimg: :soldierlaugh: :erishoot: :soldierfire: :siren: :zombiefalldown: :marcoshoot: :ssknife:
MARINES!​

[action=Jenna]thought shakes ran away [/action]

but she is back!

TEH FUCKIN' WHISKEY

Mmmm....smorz cereal and sweet tea for breakfast!

[action=Mrs. Albert]looks down at her nutri-grain bar and water and weeps.[/action]

I want cereal, toooooooo.

* Meka gift wraps the two extra boxes of Smorz she has stashed, and overnights them to Nebraska.

Call UA and tell him to pick up some milk on the way home!

AAAwwwww.

I know, I'm nice when I wanna be!

(That's as close to a "me" icon as I see out there--gimme coffee and a morning paper, and I'm happy)

:burb:

rawr

I ordered pizza for dinner!

hellooo from Business English
savveee mmeeeeee

Well rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true

Well rock the cradle of love
I rocked the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true
Well now

It burned like a ball of fire
When the rebel took a little child bride
To tease yeah so go easy yeah

Cause love cutts a million ways
Shakes the devil when he missbehaves
I aint nobodys fool
Come on shake it up
Whatever I do

I'm sorry Miss Jackson oooooooh
I am for real

Mmm...churros!

Churros- is that sort of like an elephant ear at the fair, but rolled up in a twist?

lala

Churros are these cinnamon and sugar thingys from the mexican restaurant down the street..yummmy.

I've tried making them at home, but it just aint happenin'!

You gotta fry them in oil, don't you?

Indeed. I'm sure like anything else, they'll kill you in your sleep and leave you for the buzzards. But they're gooooooooood.

If my daily dose of skin cancer fake-n-bake doesn't kill me, something else surely will.

My addiction to swiss cake rolls perhaps...one day I'll be crossing the street and BAM!!! Hit and run by a redneck in his jacked up F-150.

That was one of the odds things about Idaho to me at first: only about every six or sventh vehicle is a pickup truck, as opposed to 6 out of every 7 around Kennesaw and Marietta.

I can look at my door right now and count NINE trucks. 3 F-150s, 2 Nissan Titans, 3 Dodge Rams, and one crappy chevrolet, lowered, painted, and the word "Garcia" in 12 inch high letters across the back glass.

I could do about the same when I lived there. Maybe not 9, but at least a half dozen from my living room window looking up and down the street.

I'm tempted to move back "home" when I leave Ga. But it may just be TOO much of a change since I've been gone so long!

Okay, I'll bite. Where's "home"?

whoops! I left that part out, didn't I?! "Home" is Lake Tahoe, California.