I’ve signed up for the MS Walk again this year and although I won’t be able to walk (because I will be home getting ready for my wedding) I am still raising funds for this great cause. So please click here to go to my MS Walk site and donate!
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These pants served me well until they were lost in battle today. On the left you see the demon, on the right you see the innocent. I will let you deduct your own conclusion, but this was not meant for easy access. The demon was out to spill the blood of the innocent and she succeeded. I looked *#!&’in good in these pants damn it! Don’t let that innocent face fool you, she’s a vampire, out to drink the life from everything I own including my sanity!
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Once upon a time a lovely lady went out to have coffee with a friend at a nearby coffee shop. After having a glorious time with her friend and visiting the pet shop and grocery, she went home to cuddle and breathe affection over her two energetic pooches, Tayorita & Willoita. Being just a 5 month old puppy, Willoita is kept in the bathroom with crate/bed and amenities when the lady leaves the house. Of course when the loveliest of ladies returned home, she went straight to the bathroom to retrieve her precious Willoita. Upon turning the door handle to the bathroom, she finds the door sticking. She twists and turns and turns and twists and after about 10 minutes, the door still won’t open. The lady thinks, “No problem, I can handle this!” and she pulls out the screw driver and unscrews the door knob from the door. Pulling the door knob that is in her hand, the other half of the door knob falls to the floor inside the bathroom. She begins to jiggle the remainder of the latch mechanism still lodged in the door…she jiggles some more…and some more. She jiggles and wiggles and wiggles and jiggles but the door still won’t budge. “I don’t hear Willoita,” the lady thinks. She looks through the hole in the door where the knob used to be and doesn’t see any movement. “Did the door knob fall on Willoita and now she is passed out on the floor in front of the door bleeding to death!?” The lady calls,
“Willoita, Willoita, for why are you not whining or barking or worse? Willoita, Willoita, for why do you not kick down the door with your force?”
The lady peers through the door’s hole once more and thankfully sees her little Willoita, cocking her head left, then right, then left again. “Phew!” The lady submits to calling her landlord and her landlord’s emergency number, but to no avail. Finally, when she had no other options and poor Willoita was whining and barking in between short stints of cocking her head left and right and left again, the loveliest of pristine and lady-like ladies huffed and puffed and broke the door down. Actually, to be safe, she looked up doors online and decided she could afford the $40 - $50 to get a new door before beginning her “Buffy-The-Vampire-Slayer-break-the-door-down-kick.” The door crunched and splintered near the latch of the door and swung open. Little Willoita bounded happily from her confines and rewarded her hero with licks, wiggles and excited praise. Tayloita greeted Willoita from her prison with a growl, a snap and a bark and ran in the opposite direction. Tayloita, Willoita, and the lady lived happily ever after. :)
This is a true fairytail. The names were changed for privacy purposes.
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My father has started a little tradition of sending me chocolate in some form whenever my fiance leaves town for a while. Keith is gone for two and a half weeks and I got this! Thanks Daddy! :)
I would say an A+ for presentation.
Whoa, pretty rich but I can handle it. :)
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