Rants, Raves and Recipes from the Edge of Sanity
~blush~ darn my dirty mind, Chief.
I knew Vinnie. He got a bum rap. Yeah. Just unlucky ya know?
Well, he seems like a smart fellow and a loving son.
My dad used to call me a real fart smeller. I'm "fortunate" enough to have inherited his twisted senso dell'umorismo.
And I am fortunate enough to know you. :-D
Likewise:)I have this thought. Were we ever to meet in person, however unlikely, I would expect (deservedly) either a slap or a hug.Or maybe in that order. Either way I'm prepped.
A hug first. We'll take it from there.
Deal. Back to work. I'm out.
Vinnie is the definitive good son...
I live in Philly. Jersey tomatoes are the best in the world. Gotta get me some when the season is right.
Play nice. None of you are too old for a spanking.
~blush~ darn my dirty mind, Chief.
ReplyDeleteI knew Vinnie. He got a bum rap. Yeah. Just unlucky ya know?
ReplyDeleteWell, he seems like a smart fellow and a loving son.
ReplyDeleteMy dad used to call me a real fart smeller. I'm "fortunate" enough to have inherited his twisted senso dell'umorismo.
ReplyDeleteAnd I am fortunate enough to know you. :-D
ReplyDeleteLikewise:)
ReplyDeleteI have this thought. Were we ever to meet in person, however unlikely, I would expect (deservedly) either a slap or a hug.
Or maybe in that order. Either way I'm prepped.
A hug first. We'll take it from there.
ReplyDeleteDeal. Back to work. I'm out.
ReplyDeleteVinnie is the definitive good son...
ReplyDeleteI live in Philly. Jersey tomatoes are the best in the world. Gotta get me some when the season is right.
ReplyDelete