Thursday, January 03, 2013

All Apologies

On New Year's Day, I got walloped with the worst case of the flu, I think, ever. I've spent the last two days bundled up in bed trying not to move. I am still barely functional, so I am outsourcing this Thursday to the Heathen Chinee




12 comments:

Carpe Phlogiston said...

Scientists finally fess up that crop circles are meant to be read, but they usually just look at the pictures.

-OR-

Not Meant to Be
Farm Girl's of Playboy was temporarily halted after a crop duster nailed the models with toxic spray. The shoot was canceled when several girls were raked into a giant combine.

Submariner said...

I'd thresh her grain-tops...

Submariner said...

I'd cultivate that furrow...

Submariner said...

Why don't you come over and fertilize my plot, honey?

Submariner said...

Amy must have a green thumb - I can feel sonething growing already!

GregMan said...

Dub: "Sorry, she got too much mulch."

Jack Reacher said...

I would buy a term paper from her. Several, in fact.

Jack Reacher said...

Yep, definitely time to sow some wild oats. The wilder the better.

payment gateway software said...

I admire the precious information you offer in your articles. I am going to bookmark your site and have absolutely my children visit here often.

Spin said...

The Face of Ennui.

See what your flu has done?

Jack Reacher said...

Payment gateway guy, I beg of you, DO NOT send children to this site.

Carpe Phlogiston said...

Thawtbubble: OMG, eeek! eeek! There's a field mouse trapped in my bodysuit! This better not go viral like that rat in a bag of Big Mac buns.