What's wrong with me??

[Mandi]

I've got the munchies, cotton mouth and I'm listening to The Doors. What the fuck is wrong, is there a doctor in the house??


:day:

 

[Anubis]

I suggest eating.

 

[Mandi]

But that doesn't help me! What's wrong with me?!?!

 

[Anubis]

Not enough elixier!

 

[Mandi]

I'm scared, i'm giggling hysterically! Dear Jesus help me!

 

[Kerb Crawler]

What's wrong with any of us, Mir?
I'm afraid you suffer from the affliction of HUMANITY. It's best to just roll with it.

 

[Mandi]

I feel like my body is melting now! WHY????????

 

[Kerb Crawler]

Gas? Is it gas? Do you have gas? It might be gas.

 

[Mandi]

OH NO IT'S GOING AWAY!!!!!

*where's my bong at?*

 

[Kerb Crawler]

They make Tums in fruit flavored chewable tablets now.

 

[Mandi]

really? I just scratched me bum!

 

[Kerb Crawler]

What the fuck are we talking about again?

 

[Mandi]

I dunno. I wanna make a canoe

 

[Kerb Crawler]

Out of popsicle stix?

 

[Mandi]

According to the gospel of Sir Denis Leary....
Weed leads of carpentry!

 

[Kerb Crawler]

Ah, yes... Denis Leary. Remember when he used to be cool!?

 

[Mandi]

He still is in my eyes! I'd do him too, just cause I could!

 

[Kerb Crawler]

Denis Leary IS cool, but I miss his chain-smoking, ranting, stand-up ways.

 

[Mandi]

yeah, me too. But I have him on cd, so all is good.

 

[Mandi]

shhhhh, don't tell TQ about this. He'd never speak to me again! Not that that would be any different than now. But, hell he hardly ever reads my posts. So he'll never know!


TQ: If you do read this You know I lurv ya