Friday, September 21, 2012
ruby strikes
a certain person who likes to make my life difficult picked the wrong creature to annoy. it seems she and ruby got into a disagreement as to who is in charge of casa myshkin. i'm very happy to report that ruby was the victor. of course i had to feign anger at the roo but the next morning she got an extra long walk along with some very nice meatballs.
the tomatoes have done very well this year. we've had an absolutely fabulous september weather wise and the tomatoes have responded nicely. i'm not sure if the crushed eggshells were the secret ingredient or if it was the variety of plant i selected. if it's the variety of plant that was the difference maker, i'm fucked. there were tons of different plant varieties at the nursery and for the life of me i can't remember what i bought. so it goes.
it seems that blogger has changed things up again. oh well, it's free so i can't complain. i've recently purchased a few google shares so i hope they make lots of money with this new format.
time to go fishing.
i love you sons of bitches.
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Roo? What the fuck am I missing? The only thing Roo I know of is a kangaroo and I don't think there are any where you live.
That hand looks like it's swelled up pretty good, better favor it.
Your plant looks a hell of a lot better than mine and the weather went to hell today so that's pretty much sealed its fate.
Second complaint I've seen about blogger but nothing has changed here, yet.
it's only a small complaint. not like the facebook junkies that scream bloody murder and think their privacy has been compromised every time zuckerfuck monetizes another of their actions.
Way to go Ruby. And I love you too you son of a bitch.
Google shares, eh? I haven't looked at the company, but my gut reaction is "overvalued". I hope you've done your homework.
mr shife - we better don't let the lovely mrs myshkin read this.
gb - they can be sold with a click of the mouse in a nanosecond.
After looking at this post again I'm guessing it isn't your hand. In that case, fuck it.
Try reading the first two sentences again when sober.
Try reading the first two sentences again when sober.
Did you post the same thing twice when sober?
I was sober when I made my first comment, it was only 5:58 PM, you stupid washed up cocksucker.
The rest of us make mistakes and miss things. But the stupid washed up cocksucker never does, just ask her.
I posted it twice in case you didn't get it the first time.
You just fucked up and we all know it.
You don't miss "things", you miss EVERYfuckingthing in your rush to barf in the comment box. It's hilarious!
Did you figure out who "the roo" is yet?
Once upon a time I was thinking it might be nice to fuck her, but I couldn't figure how to get through her defense barrier, on the waistband it said DEPENDS.
Depends on fucking what?
Did you figure out who "the roo" is yet?
Don't give a fuck, I'm not here to figure out puzzles.
Going to a shooting match in the morning so it's time to turn in.
ZZZzzzzz...
bill - it's no puzzle. what's the first syllable of ruby?
bill - it's no puzzle. what's the first syllable of ruby?
Why don't you just speak english? Like, Ruby and the wife got into it, or whatever the hell went on. Actually, it looks more like a spider bite.
Anyway, I took first place shooting at the bong target today, go figure when it was at a 100 yards and I only got one out of three on the paper at the paper target segment of the match.
Like I'm supposed to know you call your fucking dog the roo.
A first visitor to your blog wouldn't know what the fuck you are talking about, but maybe you don't care about that?
excellent point bill. i'll clean up my act and dumb things down.
It would help if you want more readers. It would also help if you visited and commented on more blogs, not that I'm visiting and commenting on many blogs these days.
I guess I'm getting to where I just don't give a shit anymore.
So you hit the bong? Now it all makes sense.
Hilarious freaking video. Your tomatoes are looking great. all the crops in the U.S. suffered from the drought so the corn looks like shriveled up squirrel nuts... just like the apples and everything else. generally, i enjoy a nice bowl of squirrel nuts but I prefer them still attached to the squirrel. The screaming from the animal is like music while I eat.
Hope those Google shares work out for you, dude.
So you hit the bong? Now it all makes sense.
To Whom?
bill - you're my star attraction. pull up your socks and start attracting more visitors.
thims - bongs are for kids.
kelly - yup, i like the reefer man but it costs a fortune these days to roll a fatty.
Billy - Bongs are the most popular way to smoke pot in the U.S., so I guess that means you are saying we are all a bunch of kids? Okay, I can accept that, we all act like a bunch of kids.
Your tomatoes look great, mine are long gone.
Ruby, I can't believe you did that!
Bob tore down some shades and chewed halfway through a door because he thinks he should get to go when we drive the pickup.
bill - you're my star attraction. pull up your socks and start attracting more visitors.
Doesn't matter what I do, my visitor count pretty much remains the same. I have a few readers that has followed me for years and others come and go.
Of course many of my new visitors are search engine hits looking for things like 'Best pussy', 'Nice tits', and things like that, but some of them stick around for a few months before moving on, go figure.
The redheaded washed up cocksucker will be disappointed to hear that she is not your main attraction, she's pretty sensitive that way.
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