I can’t take it anymore, can you take it?
I feel the walls are closing in on me.
This is vile and humiliating.
Who the f… are you, anyway?
I’m the one telling you to relax! Good lord, just a couple more minutes and we’re done.
Getting a hair cut is not lethal – damn, cramp in my calf, help me quick gotta get outta here, NOW!
Why Patrick Stewart? He is a noble knight who’s also naughty. That british accent is so posh. Imagination is the key, he is very creative. Watch yourself.
Barely awakening from my Irish-Coffee-Coma, I realise that a load of honor has been dumped over me, again, and I just didn’t get it.
Lovely Lynn had the kindness to give me the HUG Award!
You can find her right here: http://deceitfulland.wordpress.com
This award is a bit different than the other blogger-awards (it took me a while to figure it all out, and I’m glad this lady: LScott helped me to do so).
Now, me being absolutely – not modest at all – well, I do not only feel the urge to give back, but to do my best to drag others into my misery loving arms.
Once I’m determined to like you – there will be no escape!
This is how it works: instructions
There’s nothing so heartwarming like a dearly hug – the next best thing is: to get the H.U.G. Award.
Did you know – you could offend people – by confirming something that they already should know?
Neither, did I!
He didn’t think so.
Therefore I felt the need to show some compassion.
All I said was:
I pity you, it must be really hard
facing life without a sense of humor.
What I learned from this:
So, I decided, it’s probably better,
not to offend him again, by telling him:
Your fly is open!
Nose-picking doesn’t count, right?
