And I leave you for the New Year with a message of hope.
Hope that will make you want to shit your pants. Eventually, my blog will be determined to be redundant on account of a majority of my posts linking to Ebert's blog. Roger Ebert, you are a beautiful man whose writing manipulates me in a very Machiavellian way except I don't think you realize how much power you have over me so it cannot be Machiavellian. Unless that was part of your plan too, to make me think you don't realize this. The Roger Ebert works in mysterious ways. The wind was blowing like crazy the other night and it was 54 degrees at 1 in the morning. Was that you?
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GLEE.
14 years ago
It was me.
ReplyDeleteGOD! I KNEW IT! Were you farting? I went outside and got the distinct sense that it was you farting.
ReplyDeleteRuth; if I had to fart, why would I go all the way to your house to do it!?
ReplyDeleteYou are so illogical sometimes.