by Woody, the Curmudgeon Clairvoyant
Well, fvyge! I shore didn't know who that Weirsdo woman was! When she said "I could have told you that..." I thought she meant that she was married to the Bush fella. Wives always say that! Besides, I couldn't hear what she wrote much well 'cause my Apple Crystal iBall had a dead battery. Just couldn't connect to the psychic Internet right then. But being a full fledged pledged Curmudgeon, we are sworn never to apologize. So there, you old battle ax! Next time you make a comment, make sure I can understand what you mean. Hope you get choked on a fuzz ball!
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Showing posts with label Weirsdo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Weirsdo. Show all posts
Sunday, October 7, 2007
This Is Not An Apology
Labels: Curmudgeons, Weirsdo, Woody
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Mrs. Weirsdo's Reading
by Woody, Curmudgeon Clairvoyant
The Creativity Card came up for Mrs. Weirsdo, the woman with a Phd. in Weirdology. She has a peculiar talent for breathing life into inanimate things like dolls and stuffed animals. But like Frankenstein created a monster that eventually destroyed him, her own loving little creatures will smoother her with hairballs of love.
Yes, beware. When you breathe life into a stuffed animal, be careful what you inhale.
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