Crispety, crunchety, peanut-buttery!
Francine gave me some butterfingers and so things are getting a little crazy around here.
posted by kelly at
1:21 PM
"Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing." Arundhati Roy
posted by kelly at
1:21 PM
4 Comments:
we're all worried about what you mean by that...
(there's a handicapped thing on this comment thing and I just want to laugh for the rest of my life)
Mr. Butterfinger you have nothing to worry about.
Also, what are you talking about.
[Anne Lamott says laughter is carbonated holiness]
hahahahaha, handicap guy! that's funny :D [kelly, it's so the computer can read the crazy word verification word out loud to you in case your eyes aren't that sharp]
also, to back up a few entries that cheetah cub looks crazy. not cute at all, really. but then i felt bad about feeling like that towards a baby animal so now i think it looks cute but probably just out of pity.
Francine, thanks for the clarification. You have no idea how lost I was on that one. I feel the same way about the cub. So odd looking, but maybe the eyes get me just a little. They're just big and remind me of a kitten.
(There is a girl and a guy talking on this handicap thing and they are telling me numbers and not the letters and it's really confusing.)
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