I'm Strangely Comfortable With It: It's rainy...

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

It's dreary.

And I don't wanna do anything.

Including write awards.

*crawls under a rock*

katehopeeden said...: *picks up rock* Grend? You
can't stay under there when its
raining! You will drown!

Ha! Not award worthy, but a 'ku nonetheless :P
Take that Mr. Verbal whatever the hell your name is :)
~K; 10/04/2005
Grend31 said...: hey. that's my rock.; 10/04/2005
katehopeeden said...: You can't put the rock
in your pants! It is my rock
now and I want it.
:P

gkcowj
(that's could be a new fragrance for men, from Moocow :P); 10/05/2005
Grend31 said...: I will *not* have bickering and arguing over that rock on my blog! Beo, take off your pants and give them to Kate. That way the rock is still in your pants, and Kate has her rock. Wait a second. That was -my- rock.

Dammit, this is all too confusing. I'm off to work on awards.; 10/05/2005
katehopeeden said...: Check this out! Some pants :)
And I didn't have to strip
to get into them :)

;)
~K; 10/05/2005
Grend31 said...: It's quite heartwarming to find that this dank dusty murky Lair can bring out the best in people. I mean where else could you get someone to surrender their imaginary rock and a virtual pair of pants from another all in one post? Not many I think.; 10/05/2005
katehopeeden said...: as an aside... i really hope you dont mind me bragging about how you pulled the rock from my pants today... ;)
Oh no, that's fine. Just as long as I sound good and you brag loudly ;)
~K

plzfun; 10/06/2005