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Oh my, what can I say? » kid47

Posted by Karen_kay on February 25, 2004, at 7:57:30

In reply to Re: Ah, babe :) » Karen_kay, posted by kid47 on February 24, 2004, at 21:48:41

I too believe I've met that woman from the DMV. And she has horns. Are you sure she's not the devil? I remember a certain visit when she revoked my driver's license. I assumed she was just jealous of my beauty and grace, until I tripped while she was taking a new driver's photo of me. There had to be a snag in the carpet, even if the floor is all tile. And she didn't do anything for my music career either, don't feel bad. I still sing off-key and the only instrument I can play is the kazoo. I'll have to put my long fingers to work elsewhere, I suppose.

And besides, when you make a deal with the devil, things always go sour. I always thought I'd want an endless supply of cigarettes from the devil. But I realized when I made that deal, the cigarettes were at the gas station and I had to pay for them. It's the devil you know, and he is very sneaky like that.

It's funny that you described yourself as a stalker. I always thought I'd like to have a stalker. I get tired of always doing the stalking. So, I'll give you my addy and you can harrass me for a while. Just be careful when you're peaking in my windows, as you may catch a glimpse of me in sweat pants. Oh, who am I fooling, I don't own sweatpants. Just don't watch me go to the restroom. It makes me nervous and I can't go. So, the bathroom is off limits, but I promise to cook naked every once in a while to make up for it. But I always were an apron, even if I'm cooking a microwave pizza. It adds pizzaz?

Funny thing happened last night. I was sitting around the house in lingerie waiting for my old man to get home and someone walked into the front porch. So, I swung the door open to find a 60 year old political worker. I had no where to hide, but she didn't say much. I'm sure if she were a democrat she would have wanted to be invited in... Well, my old man got home, and wanted supper instead of anything else. Soemtimes I doubt he's human. But it didn't hurt my pride Nope, not one bit. I thought about running down the political worker, but she left too long ago to be able to find on feet. So, I cooked dinner and watched TV instead... Lousy day altogether....


So, I guess now we have to find a pony to ride. Do you know where to find a pony? Or perhaps we could have a man-slave and ride atop him? We could lock him in my basement.

And please tell me you play the banjo.. I love the banjo. Or bass. There's something about bass players too.... You know, you could always have my children, and pretend I'm Robert Johnson. I know we don't look much alike, but you could close your eyes very tight and pretend I'm him. Just keep your wife away from me. I don't want her messing up my hair. I work hours on this hair. If she's gonna hit me, hit me in the face....


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