Y(Ike)s. I guess I’m not allowed to complain about having to take the stuff in from the patio before leftovers from that biatch Hanna arrive tomorrow.
Praying that people get spared the worst.
Ugh! OK, I’m thinking good thoughts here…….
GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! …
Hey, hey, HEY!!!!! What’s with that 11 o’ clock TRACK?!?!?!?!?!
Bullshit!
Oops. Heading your way, Sis.
But I’ve already sh*tcanned the powered mini-donuts I bought for Gus!
There’s still the schnausages.
Y(Ike)s. I guess I’m not allowed to complain about having to take the stuff in from the patio before leftovers from that biatch Hanna arrive tomorrow.
Praying that people get spared the worst.
Powered mini-donuts? That’s gotta be the ultimate emergency food.
I am SO dead.
Ugh! OK, I’m thinking good thoughts here…….
GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! GO AWAY, IKE!!! …