I’ve got so many good things to post from this weekend and don’t want to half-ass it which I would have to do as I need to be at work supa-early tomorrow to finish some things up before the big boss arrives, so in the meanwhile, here is a run-on sentence and a picture of a pouting dog.
Cute! I need my wrists slapped severely for the way I write.. you have a definite finesse with the written word that is admirable. Even with the run-on.. 😉
Also.. icon love!
Aww, thanks. <3 Feel free to take the icon if you want it!
Holycrap. THE CUTE
Some animals have developed poisonous glands or foul flavors or patterns on their bodies to ward off predators–my dog has developed cute as his natural defenses against a murdering for his naughty behavior.
I still desperately want to suplex your dog.
😐
I do not understand this desire.
I used to play-wrestle with my mom’s dogs.
They loved the suplex.
Awww, poor pouty Napoleon!
He looks so innocent. Therein lies his power.
Exactly. You’d never look at that face and think he’s capable of cruising by you on the couch, farting at the exact moment he passes your nose. You’d never think, hey, when this dog jumps on me I bet he is AIMING for the softest, most painful parts to land on.
Technically, I don’t believe that’s a run-on sentence. However, it requires a BIG BREATH to read aloud.
I cannot be distracted by a cute dog picture. Require details pronto.
I also had a jam-packed weekend and made a room laugh with a poem (in a good way). Poem in the most loose of senses.
Will bore you with the details when I see you next. When is THAT by the way? Must we catch up over guns? Must we?!
It’s 3-5 separate posts’ worth. I should have at least one of them up tonight if I don’t crash out the second I get home.
Unless you’re coming over for Open Invite Movie Night on the 1st or the 4th, I would say that yes, we must catch up over guns.