argh

rickrolled

ursine traitor!

i told you how i felt about piglet in confidence!

au naturel?

or do i go for the blonde extensions?

really?

a joke about how the government handles salmon? i mean, really?

derp

i'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse

mom's all,

"you're 0.4 years old, you don't need to check your email every day." i was pissed, but we worked out our differences over a beer.

lay off the flash, please

alright, gram

but the next time you say, "let's skype at 8," and i wait till 8:15, you're cut off for a week.

and a masters degree in communication!

yikes.  this is even better five months later, after you've forgotten how spastic he is:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IMgyi57s-A4

full belly,

supernanny on hulu, life's good.

dude!

no more stairway!

yeah, that's right.

and i'll smack you EVERY time you pounce on the keyboard.  friggin cat.

hmmm

snuggie in blue or zebra?

whatev

i sent lynn my timesheet on time. or close enough to on time. she can eat my shorts.

gasp!

it's finally here... the starbucks groupon. 

tyrone, you better check yo' fingers!

you've gotta be kidding me...

... john sends me one more "bathtime" picture and i swear i'm un-friending him.