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Joan of Argghh!

Are you kidding? I'm gonna frame it!

Suzette says: "OMG"


no way... i'm running off copies and bringing them to hand out at the blog meet.

Suzette says: "OMG"


Will you be needing your fingerprints sanded off as well?

Suzette says: "I don't know."


How much is it worth to you?

Suzette says:"OMG! You're the one I'm afraid of."


OMG! I know!


If I was really mean, WHICH I'M NOT, I would milk it.


As your lifetime friend I --- should I be offended because I did not get any emails last night?

Suzette says:"You don't need emails- you get the live perfomances."


I don't know which is worse: drunk emailing, drunk dialing, or drunk shopping. I've gotten in trouble with all three. Perhaps worst of all is drunk dialing your landlord because you've lost your keys and can't remember your gate code. (Not that I would know anything about that!)

Suzette says:"You and your gin martinis! Now we're in the same boat."


Just where the hell was my inappropriate email? Do I have to rely on my mom for this... again?

Suzette says: "It's always 5 o'clock somewhere. Stay vigilant."

Jim - PRS

The one you sent to me made me all tingly, especially the part about the olive oil.

Suzette says:"OMG"


I want a martini like that!


I think I'll frame mine... no one ever drunk emailed me before. Guess I sent my email to you at "just" the right time. *grin*

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