*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

Wisher, Wisher, Wisher.....


How about the ones of us that's not crazy....do you love us too, huh, huh, huh?

(There isn't many here that's not crazy. I think I'm it. Maybe you, too)
 
No way am I crazy!
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I'm still tryin' to figger out if Wisher has to put herself in time-out when she misbehaves . . . . .

Speaking for myself (not being a ventriloquist, that's all I can do) I'm passing fond of this whole can of mixed nuts.
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Ok. It's settled then.

Me and Sour... we're not crazy.

We just hang out with some crazy womens here.


* I did buy flowers and candy for Barb. I'll take the flowers over in
a bit. But I already ate half the candy. No use in taking half a box
to the cemetery. So I better keep it here. Might get hungry.
 
So what y'all are saying is, I'm so big and fat I gotta have a big dog?

Spook, you're saying I need a garage to sleep in, huh?



With friends like y'all, who need enemies?
 
Uh huh, see, he probably figures that I'll sit and smush a tiny little dog. Get up and it'll be stuck to my butt. I'll walk around all day looking for it...so I need a BIG DOG.
 

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