Well my good friends at The Applesucksasses store must have known I meant business Thursday, Because Sheila's box to transport her to the Ipod hospital arrived early Friday morning. I swear if she comes back without her birthmarks, or NOT in a new box that has NOT been tampered with, there will be bloodshed.
I'm just sayin...
so, this is my countdown to the big show I will attend Saturday in Fargo. Not only will I be sitting in the first 10 rows, but I am bringing a tattoo needle with me so they can ink me in the boobs with their names....Try selling that on e-bay..
I am not looking forward to the 3 plus hour drive, but heck, if Dora can read maps, I should be good to go..I think.
I will be bringing back photos of the whole incident. And I am calling it an incident, because I am not sure how it will all go down..I may be boarder line stalking..There may be police involved, there may be yelling and or screaming at other hussies tryin to get their paws on my men. I will fight for them..I am a fighter, not a lover.
Hopefully my photos don't get confiscated, as part of the empending investigation.
As of right now I have basically been up 48 hours with no sleep other then a few cat naps. This makes me cranky. This makes me pissed off, because I shoulda known better then to get a job. Jobs are for wussies.
Mr Shaky has put my Boo Bee in a Sunday school class. I personally think she is to young to understand anything. So I tested the waters yesterday. I asked Boo who God was. her answer.
I asked her who Jesus was
" dats you daddy"
then she told Mr Shaky to lay on the floor so she could walk on his head and poke his eyes out.
Yup, sounds like Sunday School is panning out just fine...just fine indeed.