She's a Ranting Catscratch Diva... and she gave me this last week.
I'm more of an ass than I am "kick ass" but thanks for the award.I'm probably supposed to nominate others for the award, but I don't want to miss anyone and disappoint them. So, if you are kick ass feel free to grab it as your own.
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I'm jealous. I just had a talk with her.
Well...thanks Bob for thinking I KICK ASS! In my own mind I think I kick ass...
Sending hugs your way friend...it sounds as if you might need one or two! Thinking of ya!
((((HUGS))))
if i say it's cool that i'll be in trouble with blottie
congrats on being a kick ass blogger, bob
bye
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Congratulations! I happen to agree that you are a kick ass blogger. Wear it proudly and enjoy it!
From one kick ass blogger to another: congratulations! And -- cool. ;)
I've stopped passing this stuff on, too, in part because it's hard to choose.
Excellent point about hitting everybody up, but as many blogs as I think are kick ass and are therefore on my blogroll, I have to slide them out 5 or 6 at a time.
See, how my lil brain works is I feel bad if I don't pass it on.
I generally just link to several people in my blogroll a couple times a week. I'd dig pimping peoples blog pads out. I think at one time or another I've pimped most everybody and then I start over again.
You are the MAN Bobbo. And you totally kick ass. No doubts there.
Congrats for kicking ass. It sure beats all the other ass awards: the Kiss Ass Award, the Fat Ass Honourarium and my personal fave, the Smells Like Ass Medal of Vile Odour.
If Diva says you're kick ass, then you ARE. You'd better not argue with her either...she will kick your ass.
CONGRATS!
*ponders question*
i havent really kicked any ass in a while... should i go outside and lay the hammer down on someone?
How cool, you kick ass!!! (Kylie, you're never in trouble with me you crazy Aussie.) Cece gave you the "weekend" off, not the whole week. Now get back to the Wild Onion before I do some ass kickin' of my own. IT'S MONDAY MY DEAR MAN!!! But, just so you know, we took good care of the place while you were gone, served ourselves and yup, used stuff from the top shelf. Wow, I'm impressed with your little stash. I think Robyn is too. We sure did miss you though. You make the place hop.
Hope you're okay. If not, don't worry about stopping by, we'll take care of the joint till you return. Just be aware you might not have a top shelf left because IV has deep pockets in that trench coat of his and Robyn appears to have an iron stomach. Good luck with that honey!
Happy Monday!
XO Blottie
YEAH BOB! Hon, you DO kick ass so don't argue or one of us will have to show you who else kicks ass.
Hugs!
Suzanne... you should never be jealous of me.
Robyn... If you are kick ass then go ahead and grab your award.
kylie... Hi kylie. Don't worry about Blottie, she's a big softy.
Karen... Thanks and welcome back from New England. Watch out for those loose deck boards.
Jennifer... We both got the award on the same day from different people. How weird is that?
catscratch... Everyone I read is kick ass, so the award is up there for everyone.
whatigotsofar... I think the Fat Ass Award was designed with me in mind.
RC... I'm still more of an ass than I am kick ass.
IV... I can think of quite a few people who's asses you could kick for me.
Blottie again... I'm not really up for the Cafe right now. Have Jorge take care of things so you can relax.
Goob... Look out, Fay is right behind you flipping you the finger.
I'm taking my award right now. That's what ass-kickers do. I hear. (Runs and hides)
Don't worry about the Cafe sweetie, we'll take care of it as well as Jorge and Severus (lazy bums.) Please feel better soon, and to insure you do, the girls and I will tuck you in. "Robyn, Kylie, Karen, Catscratch, Jennifer, Whatigotsofar, RC, IV (I know, just pretend, okay!?) and Queen Goob, let's tuck dear Bob in for the night. Wow, there's a lot of maroon in here. Robyn, I didn't say wrap him like a mummy and start kissin' on him, for God sakes woman, how's he going get air? IV will you please get her out of here before she kills our dear boy. Jeeeeeeeezzzzzz. Bob, you can't go to bed with your clothes on. Lady, do the honors. Thank you. Okay, on the count of three, let's all tuck in the sheet. Ohhhhhhhhhhh...doesn't he look sweet. Okay, now the maroon comforter. Isn't that darling. Nite~nite.
Queen Goob stays behind to read a bedtime story and we all hear her sweet voice as we exit the room,
"Once upon a time..."
Bob! You still sleeping or did we tuck too tight and you can't get out? ;)
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