Call the Jeffersons and tell them I’m on my way
I’m moving on up, my friends.
My Master took me aside and promoted me three belts. Because I am the shit.
obviously.
But you know what was great about being a white belt again, no one expects you to know jack.
turns out I do know Jack, but Daniels only.
also, orange is not really my color…
Boo responsibility. I am the shit though.
other news, I’m dumping the fireman. Don’t let the stalker know I’m single again.
other news, Free Beer Bingo begins in two weeks and next week David Hogarty is going to be shit faced at my bar.
November 15th, 2005 at 8:31 pm
So i guess he found you hot but didn’t leave you wet…
I’m so bad on blgs:)
November 15th, 2005 at 10:08 pm
Yes, the fireman’s hose could not put out the fire.
November 16th, 2005 at 5:25 am
For some reason this post leaves me craving Jack and orange juice; gross. In two weeks I’ll be shit faced at your bar? Two weeks? That’s exceedingly generous of you Belle.
November 16th, 2005 at 9:06 am
no, it says next week you will be shit faced. and in two weeks you can bring your grandma with you to play Bingo. That way she’ll quit calling me.
November 16th, 2005 at 2:28 pm
I was never good at reading for comprehension. And my grandmas have been dead for some time, so that’s not funny; not funny at all. Just kidding! They are dead, but it’s still funny. I am the Bingo master (orange belt, even), so tell all your sucka friends to bring it.
November 16th, 2005 at 3:44 pm
You’re gonna lose.
November 17th, 2005 at 10:00 am
I know I can take you Belle.