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A Good Time Will Be Had By All

Published 2.6.05 by Porkchop | E-mail this post

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We are preparing ourselves for a battle of blonde twits. Of course, the exception to the twit part is Joy.

We are making t-shirts and we are going to have males spell out G-O-J-O-Y on their chests. And someone, undetermined as of yet, is going to teach me how to whistle really, really loud.

If anyone wants to come. Seriously. Come. Queen-Of-Slackers and I are going to rock the place with our brilliant commentary.

Friday and/or Saturday. Take your pick. Rehobeth Beach. We are going to D-O-M-I-N-A-T-E. If it is that painful, you can go drink away your worries at Dewey.



Email me if you want to rip your shirt off, paint your chest, wear a t-shirt or just come for the hell of it.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

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I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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