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Joe Mama said:
It wasn't the Barbeque Bit...it was the Shoe-Throwin' Mothers bit. So there. Nyah.






So there! Ha!

Then my aunt Bunny would fall down the steps. Almost every year. Ever had a heavy set aunt fall down the steps? Make a whole lotta fucking noise ! It's scary, too, 'cos they'll be calling Jesus on the way down! And aunts don't like to fall straight down the steps like a kid, they be trying to break the fall and hold it and stop the shit. And that's what makes the fall take a half hour then. Real loud, like:"Lord, Jesus Christ, help my lord,please, Jesus, please! Jesus, God, help, me lord, Jesus, help me I'm falling down the steps oh lord Jesus Christ please! -- My shoe! -- Oh lord Jesus God help us ! I'm half way down now help my lord Jesus ! "Lilian! What is all that fuckin' noise ?! Lilian! The bitch is falling down the steps again !"


Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi