In my life: The NEW old smelly van breaks down, I lose a temporary crown, my neighbour loses her dog, I take my kitten to the vet's for a needle and it goes bananas. On me. And I can't find my vampire cape...
Looky!
ZZUB just posted a NEW CHAPTER!
Without properly warning Me(l). TFI.
I've gotta say that you brightened my day. In the same way you brightened Senator Kennedy's, Mary Lou Retton's and many other Disers who've already booked at the Travelodge Maingate, The Swan or Dolphin.
What I'm trying to say is this: Playing on the bridge at Chappaquiddick would've been more fun.
So thanks.
Actually, the Mary Lou Retton thing made me laff SO hard and then, immediately, call my husband and read it to him. After he inquired why I have no life... he laffed, too. Because he has a "thing" for MLR. I find it funny and disturbing because I look NOTHING like Mary Lou Retton. In fact, I resemble LOU RAWLS. RIP. More than Mary Lou Retton.
Moving on. Dotting com.
I can't include any quotes of yours here.
Because I'd have to quote the whole darned thing.
I liked it TWICE. It was that nice.
Carl Farbman!!!!
Deluxenfreud!!!!
Bathroom!!!!
NORM!!!!
So good. All of it.
Tell Schpup that his Daddy "Wocks weawy weawy hard... like Aewosmith wocks! He's wike Stewen Tywer!"
And... because Mel happyhaunt has traditions of HER OWN:
Woll TIDE!
Now. Don't let that go to yer head. It's already too big. As it is.
Cheers, Mel.
