one of my students told me the other day that i am cool. i thot i'd already made it abundantly clear that i am not cool. i told him to trust me on this one: had he seen me willy-nilly kicking in bathroom stalls in a skirt prentending to be in the FBI with my two handed gun screaching "i caught you with your pants down" the other evening, he would have believed me. or had he known that i spelled "star trek"--"star treck"--he *really* would have known. these are not the activities of "the cool."
but quite liberating they are.
yes.
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i have PHOTOS of other door-kickings-in. this is not new for her. she has been NOT cool for a very long time. =}
he, he...i didn't know you had pictures...i think i'd forgotten this little corrupted detail...
black magic blackmail.
don't forget lawrence welking either!
* snap * snap * snap *
C A M E R A C H A N G E
>> t o o t h y s m i l e s <<
and tra la la la la la tra la la
@ bubbles @ bubbles @ bubbles @
ah. the memories--
endless.
priceless.
bubbly!
bwaa haaa! didn't you know i am a regular lawrence welker?
my next vespers will include the bubbles as well as the swing.
there will be abundant hilarity.
i remember check out desk welking ! smashing times with you girls staying up late waiting for mandy to get back from the olive garden smelling of breadsticks and dollar bills. how much fun! hello joy.
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