Rants, Raves and Recipes from the Edge of Sanity
Ginger's know if they ever really, REALLY cut loose nothing will survive.That's why they just inflict Hell on a one-to-one basis.
I like you, Stretch. I'll kill you last.
Everyone knows if Gingers ever really, REALLY cut loose nothing will survive.That's why the smart ones try to give us another direction to be pointed in.
There's a soul joke in there somewhere.
Yuck it up, Angel eyes.
I keep my souls on my arms.
We true gingers will find out where the mocker lives, duct tape the mocker to his bed, and light the sheets on fire - from the feet, so it lasts longer.
K, I prefer a long-term, drawn out torture of mockers; but your proposal is intriguing.
Play nice. None of you are too old for a spanking.
Ginger's know if they ever really, REALLY cut loose nothing will survive.
ReplyDeleteThat's why they just inflict Hell on a one-to-one basis.
I like you, Stretch.
ReplyDeleteI'll kill you last.
Everyone knows if Gingers ever really, REALLY cut loose nothing will survive.
ReplyDeleteThat's why the smart ones try to give us another direction to be pointed in.
There's a soul joke in there somewhere.
ReplyDeleteYuck it up, Angel eyes.
ReplyDeleteI keep my souls on my arms.
ReplyDeleteWe true gingers will find out where the mocker lives, duct tape the mocker to his bed, and light the sheets on fire - from the feet, so it lasts longer.
ReplyDeleteK, I prefer a long-term, drawn out torture of mockers; but your proposal is intriguing.
ReplyDelete