Wurshed dishes outside in the backyurd. Bart said once the tomaters are up, we could have a tomater purty. Hopin' to git some home brew from Lurry leeter on.
Didn't realize that fer some reason er other the Federal govurnment quit takin' the automatic-like taxes oudda thu bank account. Four months behind here. Got the quarderlee. And got the 15th. I got to thinkin' that we were comin' oudda the hole, and was all furred up.
I'm waitin' fer my tax in-jeck-cion. Gonna git that thur runnin' water back in this hur house. I git so depressed over the stuff, I kan't seem to git out of the hole I keep stuffin' myself back in. I'm dumb enough to roll the rock just high 'nuff to let'r squersh me.
Anybody got an ice pick so I kin stab my foot with it?
Got the retirement to think of, got the kollegde edukations, got the dog, got the roof, got the car inspection, got all this Chinese equipment, and the sturff from Mejiko, got the leaky addick, gert the winder unit on thur fritz, got the to do list, got the paint stains, got the sturf, lots of sturfs...
Want some more sturf.
Got the two year old cryin'. Hit the head on the table. Dog is barkin'.
Lots of sturf.
3 comments:
Now yer actin lick the rest of yer kin
Lawdy! You sounds plum country! LOL!
Carol M.
I luv'm ole tacksus
Spent too ours twoday on the phone pushin the numbers, talkin to the machines
Lots of sturf
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