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There's no place like home, goddamnit.

ZOMG! Home! I throw myself before you! I prostrate myself with glee! I relish your carpet fibers, and revel upon your soft furnishings!

Ugh. It took forever to get back. We were in traffic for over an hour by Menominee, but we made the best out of it. We blew bubbles out the window the entire time. Oh, and thank God for bubbles, because otherwise I would've choked a bitch. With bubbles, however, we were laughing and squealing with glee as we watched the bubbles smoosh onto the cars speeding past us in order to duck in at the last minute and therefore prolonging the traffic jam. [BASTARD SONS OF WHORES!] Plus, for those waiting, it's cheerful! Playful! Bubbles for everyone! Yay traffic!

Anyway... I am now flopped on the couch and I am not moving. I am going to sit here, and drink Hot Sex, and watch Anchorman and get happy.


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lightofmine
Apr. 17th, 2006 06:00 am (UTC)
i'm really glad you didn't choke a bitch, because then the beagle would be no more. ;) xoxo
virtuistic
Apr. 17th, 2006 03:01 pm (UTC)
I actually doubt I would've taken it out on the beagle. I would've gotten out, walked over to the "I'm an asshole that cuts in line" lane, dragged someone out of their vehicle, and then choked them. Maybe not to death, but just enough to leave them gasping like a fish out of water in front of their vehicle.
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