I had no internets at home this morning and when I got to the office my beta fish, Michael K. Brown, was dead. Yup, it's a Monday.
Coming soon . . . results from Friday afternoon's bowling outing, Leaping Lemurs!, and diving back into the shallow end of the dating pool.
We're watching you.
Wanna make out?
- Gwen
- One part sarcastic, one part naughty, and all parts awesome. ~ St. Louis, MO ~ You can email me at guenosdias847 at gmail dot com.
I'M A FIRECROTCH!
November 2010 was itchy.
TWTWTB, an award
Thanks, MLS! Be careful you don't papercut your nose with that kick-ass sign.
Official Award of EILCC
Designed by Soda and Candy
Totally made of win.
Thanks, I'm Not Benny!
That ain't no lie.
The award I give myself every Friday.
Cowguy Tippin'
I've been photochopped! Click here to check it out!
An Award From Mike
MONKEY SWORD FIGHT: There is no fucking way you can be cooler than this picture.
Gifties
Thanks, Princess Soda!
Can't Touch This
Because I'm awesome.
12 comments:
My condolences to you and Michael K. Brown. May he rest in peace. In the sewer.
I was wondering where you were as you're one of the more reliable posters and commentors. Did you cry when the fish died? ALso, if you're going to tell him you're dating, tell him up front about the nipple.
rest in watery peace, dear michael k. brown. i told my herkimer and he is laying at the bottom of his bowl in mourning. we are sorry for your loss.
looking forward to your stories...love story time with gwen!
probably good I'm not single. I'd get some kind of STD being a total manslut
I named my beta fish Lactam.
Oh Gwen...I'm so sorry that Michael K. Brown passed! Sucky Monday. All of that said...I can't wait to hear about you diving back into the dating pool.
Boooooooo Mondays!! I hope your day at least goes by quickly... Happy Hour is only an hour away!!
Meanwhile, please let me know where the services will be for Michael K. Brown... i really would like to pay my respect. Unless it's a burial 'at sea'... I don't 'do' toilet funerals.
My beta, Frank, died right before my mom came to visit. Damn Frank, he'd do anything to get out of cleaning.
R.I.P. Michael K. Brown. If you see Frank in the big aquarium in the sky (aka the local landfill) tell him I said hi.
RIP MKB.
Had no idea you had a work pet. I hope he didn't harm himself because he couldn't go on the bowling gig with your office.
I had a Beta fish named Mike Lowell. True story. He died about a week before the Red Sox won the world Series last year. (and the MVP award went to... yup, Mike Lowell)
seems a little... FISHY?
This may or may not be a helpful analogy. I have no idea who Michael K. Brown was named for. But sorry all the same.
Amy: I made sure I flushed him before I went.
Dr. Z: Who am I telling that Iam dating?
Hello: Thanks. Herkimer sounds like a sweet boy. His apple didn't fall far from your tree.
Moe: If you'd tone down how you clean house you'd still have your integrity.
mjenks: You're a mad scientist, aren't you?
Ren: I hope to have something to tell.
MelO: Oooh, yeah, it was at sea. Be careful at happy hour, it's a school night.
Suze: That Frank was a lazy asshole, wasn't he?
Lady: You always say it best with the fewest words.
Mike: Thank you for your condolences. That's a truly odd story about Mike Lowell.
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