Sunday, January 22, 2006

Slightly annoyed; slightly drunk

Nashville, if my boob freckle can't persuade you to make small talk with me, I just don't know what can.


Anonymous Chris Wage said...

I'm drunk on bossanova.

1/22/2006 02:01:00 AM  
Blogger Kat Coble said...

There is no nashville making small talk, big talk, any talk.

It's made "Nashville Is Talking" kind of....


This is like the weekend that EVERYONE swore of blogging.

1/22/2006 03:16:00 AM  
Blogger HUCK said...

Just my luck.

1/22/2006 08:16:00 AM  
Blogger percussionpro said...

Aunt B... I had a really bad weekend, myself but still love you. Boob freckle and all.

1/22/2006 11:47:00 AM  
Anonymous dailydiablogger said...

Oops. You don't know about my other blog...

1/22/2006 11:48:00 AM  
Blogger Exador said...

Maybe if you posted pictures of your freckle?

1/22/2006 03:52:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

Okay, I can see how that'd be fun for you, but I can't see how that'd be any fun for me. No, I think it's far better if the boob freckle reaches Bigfoot levels of legendary status, with people claiming to see it, people hoping to see it, and people hiding behind my garbage cans trying to see it.

If you got all my wit and photos of the boob freckle here at Tiny Cat Pants, why would anyone ever bother to visit me?

1/22/2006 04:14:00 PM  
Blogger newscoma said...

Always annoyed, working on getting slightly drunk. Tried last night, didn't happen. Working on it again.
It's been that kind of weekend.

1/22/2006 04:33:00 PM  
Blogger Exador said...

Is that what the scary hobos were doing out behind your place? Trying to get a glimpse of the elusive boob freckle?

1/22/2006 07:24:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

I hadn't thought of that. I guess it's a very good thing I didn't ask Sarcastro to come over and shoot them. It'd be very embarrassing if they turned out to be fans.

1/22/2006 10:05:00 PM  
Anonymous Sarcastro said...

Even so, they should still be shot.

1/23/2006 11:36:00 AM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

I think if they saw you strutting around with your awesome gun, they might not even mind terribly. Sure, they'd be pissed about being shot, but it would be outweighed by their admiration for how awesome that gun is.

1/23/2006 01:17:00 PM  

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