Yep, their cow"hide" is covering their flesh from carnivores! (Okay, I'm done now. I don't spew my beliefs on others. It's not who I am. But it was just too easy this time and I couldn't resist! :) )
I had to Google who that was, but assumed it was a storm chaser. Can't believe he's about an hour away from where I am! Haven't even heard anything about a tornado warning.
(On a lighter note, I'm really tired and read his name as Beard Trimmer at first! No worries - I took care of that...
My cloven hooves are quite grotesque. But because I agree wholeheartedly with Dana Jean , I won't wear sandals or flip flops in public unless my piggies are presentable. No way.:no_pig:
So far, a facial mask and deep hair conditioning. Still need to do a hand treatment and quick mani/pedi. I need to hide the scissors so I quit cutting my own hair.
I took a sick/personal/at-home spa day. (Trust me, not glamorous or pretty on any level of the tower.)
Started thinking about when Dana Jean called herself a spa wh*re and I laughed my britches off. Will sure miss you, wicked smart, funny lady.
This reminds me of one of my favorite jokes.
What's the first question a Kardashian asks when she finds out she's pregnant?
(Full disclosure: I changed it from a blonde joke to a Kardashian one. Thought it would be less offensive. :biggrin2:)
Wait...what?! I have absolutely no memory of that insanity! Did I block it out? If so, my dissociative disorder might be working out for me after all. :oops:
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