Knock it off. No baby. I don't care about any of that stuff. All I care about is you and "Megs" get hitched so I can get a pay check. So you're getting hitched, right? Am I going to have to work midgets in? God this just gets more and more complicated every day. Okay, it's offical, my salary just went up.
I have to start this off with I am happily married (really!) but I had a dream about Bob. The funny this is, we were at my previous house (which was my husband's prior to our marriage), all I remember is wood floors, cleaning (not the floors though), and him leaving me for another Blogger (who shall remain nameless so she doesn't get in more trouble). The whole thing was rather peaceful in light of the events (getting dumped by Bob).
Jack in the Box has sunk to new lows...hey, have you seen the "square butts" ad from Burger King? Whatever happened to good ol' fashioned burgers? Awww, those were the days...
BTW, I left a prestigious award for you on my blog.
I'm still trying to figure out Merelyme's dream. Hummmmmmmmmmm. I had a dream about you too Bob. No I'm not going to tell you what happened because I'm still trying to get dressed. But I will tell you it was absolutely ridiculous when Merelyme burst into the room with baby in toe and the breeze sent all the wedding favors sailing (a woman's work is never done). Yes, I know she's trying to sabotage this wedding. Megan, don't you worry baby, I'm going to get your marrage off to a good start if it's the last damn Medival wedding I ever plan, even if I have to screw every vendor I know. Bob, shut up. No technically you aren't a vendor, but you're one today, aren't you "Mr. Special!?"
Ahhhhhhhhh Megan, no, I'm just kidding. Bob is completely faithful. *Suze is seen kicking Merelyme out off the dance floor and clear out the door. Muttering..."Wives and mothers." and screaming "YOU'RE UNINVITED MISSY!!!"
God, she's so hormonal. You'd think she'd just given birth or something.
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Not liking you right now bob!
How'd you get a Monday posting on a Sunday! I wanna burger. Now.
"Herding cows the size of schnauzers" says it all.
I like the look of the mini burgers, though, I think I'm hungry...what else is new...
Oh God how I love a good salad.
Megs... you know you secretly love it. Admit it. The truth will set you free.
Merelyme... something is messed up with Blogger I suspect. I didn't want this up until it was actually Monday.
Leah... Jack In The Box, great commercials, food... not so much
Blottie... C'mon Suzy, you've got to dig midgets riding Shetland ponies herding up cows the size of schnauzers. That's what makes America great.
Knock it off. No baby. I don't care about any of that stuff. All I care about is you and "Megs" get hitched so I can get a pay check. So you're getting hitched, right? Am I going to have to work midgets in? God this just gets more and more complicated every day. Okay, it's offical, my salary just went up.
With love,
The Wedding Planner
Maybe you can answer the age old question, Bob...
Why are men so fascinated with midgets? Why???
vw:: Bulleef
I have to start this off with I am happily married (really!) but I had a dream about Bob. The funny this is, we were at my previous house (which was my husband's prior to our marriage), all I remember is wood floors, cleaning (not the floors though), and him leaving me for another Blogger (who shall remain nameless so she doesn't get in more trouble). The whole thing was rather peaceful in light of the events (getting dumped by Bob).
Bob, come on over and get an award from me...
Karen... it's not the midgets but the mini-cattle!
Merelyme... you must be delirious from lack of sleep
Sarge concurs with you, and tells me that it also goes by the name "Crap in the Box." However, he will deeply appreciate the bizarre commercial.
Jack in the Box has sunk to new lows...hey, have you seen the "square butts" ad from Burger King? Whatever happened to good ol' fashioned burgers? Awww, those were the days...
BTW, I left a prestigious award for you on my blog.
Wow, two awards in one day. I'll celebrate by getting some mini-sirloin burgers!
Leave the little cattle alone, DAMMIT.
I'm still trying to figure out Merelyme's dream. Hummmmmmmmmmm. I had a dream about you too Bob. No I'm not going to tell you what happened because I'm still trying to get dressed. But I will tell you it was absolutely ridiculous when Merelyme burst into the room with baby in toe and the breeze sent all the wedding favors sailing (a woman's work is never done). Yes, I know she's trying to sabotage this wedding. Megan, don't you worry baby, I'm going to get your marrage off to a good start if it's the last damn Medival wedding I ever plan, even if I have to screw every vendor I know. Bob, shut up. No technically you aren't a vendor, but you're one today, aren't you "Mr. Special!?"
Ahhhhhhhhh Megan, no, I'm just kidding. Bob is completely faithful. *Suze is seen kicking Merelyme out off the dance floor and clear out the door. Muttering..."Wives and mothers." and screaming "YOU'RE UNINVITED MISSY!!!"
God, she's so hormonal. You'd think she'd just given birth or something.
*Suze gets back to wedding planning.*
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