Everything I Like Causes Cancer

Where we've been convinced to write a new post on Dec. 2. Stay tuned!

I said it to Peabody and I'll say it to you, too -


I will miss you but I bet you miss me more.  Please don't be camping on my front porch when I get home.  Thanks.

11 comments:

Dr Zibbs said...

Is Peabody a stink bug or something.

Gwen said...

Peabody replied she missed me already. You should say similar things here.

Also, Peabody is my friend who goes to The Hamptons with me.

Poobomber said...

Although The Hamptons are a reportedly lovely place, the name "Hampton" will always remind me of a pig.

Falwless said...

*moves tent to back porch*

McGone said...

Send me a text when you are turning on the street and I'll move back to the shed.

Moe Wanchuk said...

I have to admit it...You're right....It's Friday night at 8:10....and I'm checking your blog. I need a life.

The Lady Who Doesn't Lunch: said...

I'm very sorry. I pooped in your bushes while I was waiting.

Suze said...

Camping on your front porch - ha? I broke into your house, drank your alcohol, slept in your bed and ate the last of your Rice Krispies.

Wait....you do live in New Jersey right? gulp...right?

Whiskeymarie said...

I was camping on what I THOUGHT was your porch...

Your neighbors have no sense of humor whatsoever. You'd think they would have been HAPPY to come home to a passed out drunk chick in her underwear. Hmmm...maybe it was the vomit in the mailbox that they were mad about. Who can really say?

BRB said...

I'm going back to Jacksonville for the Salty Nuts!

BRB said...

......or was that Salty Balls?

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