In My Time Of Dying
my uncle and his family is going up to Yosemite for the rest of the week. he calls yesterday and asks my mom if we could watch his dog. its a Ridge-back / Rottwieller mix that HATES men. though she has learned to tolerate me over the years. so now our dog count has come to 3: my australian shephard, my sisters chihuahua puppy, and my uncles mut. good times for me. my mom then informs me that my grandma, who is alergic to dogs i might add, will be staying with us in a couple days for a few days. wtf? whos brilliant scheme is this? so. now i will have to deal with my grandma, who is an exagerated version of my mother, an additional dog, and the usual suspects. help. as if i werent strressed out enough!
i am expecting the pope to show up on saturday to give a service on sunday. elvis will be here on monday for the week and we will be hosting the tooth ferry during the rest of august.
oh. and the service the pope will be doing? my funeral. ken has volunteered to do the eulogy. would anyone else like to speak? how bout some pall barers? anyone? anyone?
posted by Thomas at 8:23 PM
6 Comments:
Hahahaha ! Ken is so kind. Maybe you should ask Nathan to be the pall bearer. I'm going to surf around for some flowers online. Did you say it's going to be on Sat ? ;)
yeah. im hoping to get shot while trying to get ons stage at the who concert :-)
and this weekend, Thomas learns the valuable lesson of the uses of arsnic, and the foods it is best served with.
yum
I'll be a mourner if you pay me.
(They used to do that, ya know)
When'd you get the new pic? What's up w/ u & eyes?
ok. there is 100$ under a brick in front of the place i work on a 1 foot wall next to one of the trees on the side of the building that faces the "buckhorn." so... whenever you wanna pick it up. theres yer pay carinne.
as for the eyes. ill tell you later. or... maybe you can find out for yourself.
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