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Joy:
alicia, if I could build the wall it'd be done by now. Sorry, pookie.
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melicatsmom:
hehehe...Glee-lympics!!
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Tempe Arizona:
Flake, I almost thought you were commenting on a monkey's balls 
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melicatsmom:
I guess it's safe to say...it's cold enough to freeze the monkeys off a brass ball. 
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alicia:
Joy can you build a wall to keep the cold air from crossing the US border man it's cold here and up there too I bet.
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Joy:
Man, you'd think Eskimo chicks would fall over if that were true...
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WxDeb:
Wished that cold thing had worked for my peaches.
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melicatsmom:
Peaches LOVE cold, Joy! Makes them grow bigger.
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Joy:
Freeze yer peaches, flake?
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Tempe Arizona:
No patients, sitting here playing board games w/ my classmates, teacher, and dental assistants.
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WxDeb:
It's been snowing here since before 9:30 PM.
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Tempe Arizona:
Cherie, you're sn is doing this really cool thing where when I change pages, it goes from "Cherie" to a quick little flash of "Cherie2"
before becoming "Cherie" again. Is that like "Bruce Wayne" becoming "Batman"?
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Tempe Arizona:
It's like I'm getting two sandwiches at once!
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Tempe Arizona:
Don't breath, just eat.
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Joy:
Deb, stock up on TP (and booze )
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WxDeb:
Joy, I'm sure you've been anxious to share your winter fun. Well, that's very nice, but you shouldn't have! We're suppose to dip down to 0˚
Sat. AM!
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Joy:
Thank goodness he answered the Twinkie question properly; I'd have had to hate him a litte otherwise!
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Joy:
See? "Mom' spit is a powerful agent. Cleans grime off kids and makes mallows stick 4-eh-vuh!
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alicia:
Craig can shoot marshmellows at me with his spit on it I don't care.
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Tempe Arizona:
Mallow shooters? You mean the ones you set off at my house warming partehy? I've still got some old one stuck in the rafters.
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Joy:
So THAT"S what happened to the mallow shooters we had last year....
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WxDeb:
First Tiger Woods joke of the new year!
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WxDeb:
Hey Flake, I'm in the chat too.
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WxDeb:
Amok, amok, amok, amok, amok...yes, you can run amok in a slanket.
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Joy:
Why must I RUN amok? Can't I stroll amok?
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