okay, so i’m about to go out and do stuff. cause doing stuff is what i’m all about. i’m the stuff doingist person you ever wanna meet. whenever someone asks me, “hey, what are you doing later?” i always reply, “stuff.” and that someone? they are just, so, so jealous. cause that someone wishes they could do stuff too.
so why is it that i feel like i never really get anything done? i am running my sorry ass ragged. 2500 million things to do in a day and i’m running around like a crazed banshee in heat knocking em out. bang! bang! bang! then, at the end of the day, i’m all, DANGIT! i forgot to do this, this, and that! DANNNNGIIIITT!!! more stuff for tomorrow. that’s what that is. this is the reason i can never die. i’m immortal. simply because i’ve got too much damn stuff to do to die.
but i live in eternal hope. maybe one day i’ll sit down and i’ll know what it feels like to not have anything at all to do. nowhere to go.
sure thing. from the people who brought you Fat Chance.
haha. hew boy. i’m a funny girl! am i not a funny girl??
>crickets chirp<
screw you guys, i’m going to go do STUFF.
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Ah, stuff-doer, the day you have nothing to do and nowhere to go is the day you wake up on the wrong side of the grass.
oh. so very morbid and wrong. but truer words were ne’er typed. you’ve got me there.
But, before you go….buy some insect repellent for those Damn Crickets….cause the yard will not look so good with brown grass and a multicolored slip-n-slide…As a once famous company coined the phrase…you got it….Just Do It!!
Hang on McMeanie Cindy is ’bout done…we await Denis…Peace out!
i’m so glad you’re pulling for me though. i feel loved. warms my cockles butchie, really.
cindy n dennis, sittin’ in a tree. kay eye ess ess eye en gee….