24 September 2006
Mrs. Froth don't want your respect, she does not even want your money, she does need a little TLC
Hey Froth, I am having a BALL, you?
THE WHOLE AND UNEXPURGATED SPIEL FROM THE HORSES (SO TO SPEAK) MOUTH.
Mr. Kees has had 10,000 visitors. And I was that very one! I certainly hope I get a free gazelle ride or something out of it…
He’s a wonderful blogger. And very empathetic. I do so appreciate his support over my feelings of decrepitude yesterday, considering my natural age of 108 is, in truth, 306! Get your figures right! I will not stand for embellishment when it comes to age!
Anyway, I always laugh when peeps say “By golly, or cheet mon, I don’t feel a day older than 25!”
You are a lying sack of cheval manure, I say. Once reaching, say 50, when everything starts SPROINGING! and RAVELLING! and KERTHUMPING! off on tangents with minds of its own, it’s a little disingenous to say you feel just the same as you did when you were 25.
Honey, when I was 25 I was working 900 hours a week, hauling stuff around, driving to and fro, partying every other night, and I looked and felt good!
Now, I only work 900 hours a week, haul stuff around, drive to and fro, party infrequently and close to home, and I have worlds and parallel universes of things in my head that I would not have dreamed of at 25. And I feel good on alternate days. I think the mind expansion is the biggest change. The body demolition is to be expected, but the mind. It’s a terrible thing to paste. Together sometimes.
So, if you’re still thinking what and how you did when you were 25 (unless you’re 26) bless your heart!
Yoiks. I just saw Mr. Froth’s scar. Step away…
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She also blogs on normal things, so don't be scared. (Ed-Sometimes)
You are a bad mans. You are going to engender all sorts of "ooh, she's an asshole, full of hooey" things. I'm tellin' ya.
I'm gonna get you. I will. I promise. I still want a ride. Perhaps an elephant ride? For an hour? And the elephant and I can exchange moisturizer stories.
# posted by Frothmistress : 24 September, 2006
Also, how do you get a picture of an elephant that close and clear?
I'm gonna get you. I will. I promise. I still want a ride. Perhaps an elephant ride? For an hour? And the elyphant and I can exchange moisturizer stories.
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