I promise I'm not going to tell anyone.

My cherry kombucha exploded: and made a real mess

Must've been a gas build up. I sometimes have that problem myself.

To much sugar ????

Not enough burping.

I talked to a Man Saturday that I don't really want to date.

We talked for about 5 hours. I have known him for years.

He's a great conversation piece. I have to stop and Listen to Him.

No Not an Online Person.

Why do I do this ? I can't seem to just move On.

I waited around all day for yesterday to become tomorrow and at midnight it became today and I was dissappointed. I suspect tomorrow will never come.
Its important because I planned to do my dishes tomorrow because I really don't want to do them today but everytime I look in their general direction they give me dirty looks so I tell them tomorrow I'll clean them but tomorrow never seems to come? They think I'm doing it all on purpose but its not my fault.

Tomorrow never knows.

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I didn't do it


Nobody saw me.


Can't prove a thing.

Where sorry ,
the call you are trying to place ,
can not be made at this time ,
please try turning your computer over ,
and try again

For the last few months I had a glass jar in the window for saving daylight. Now that daylight savings has expired I went to the window for my jar of daylight and it must be leaking because its empty.
I'm crushed because I was looking forward to spending that daylight and now that its gone, it looks like I'll be spending the Winter in the dark again.
The darkness is already creeping up on me, anyone have some daylight saved that I can borrow? I can pay it back this spring when daylight savings time returns. If you need collateral, I have a few high hopes I can send you which should cover it.

I also have an abundance of booger glue. Its that sticky stuff that keeps boogers from falling out of your head when you breathe. I will trade one mason jar of booger glue for a small baggie of daylight and even send a SASE to cover the return postage.
I must confess that I don't really need my booger glue anymore because all my boogers already fell out.

I must confess that sometimes, around midnight my butt's hole starts singing but the songs really stink.

I roll over and watch another episode on netflix.

You can hear this one on YouTube: "Midnight Confessions" (1968) The Grassroots.

I see it's all a Joke!

Nope never.

Do we look like the type of people who would do a thing like that?

Don't answer that.

Last time I will take you serious then !

Good! There is already more than enough seriousness in these forums.