For The Swearing Lady!
Okay, a bit beardless, but wadddayagonnado. The dudette abides.
posted by fatmammycat at 4:11 p.m.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Okay, a bit beardless, but wadddayagonnado. The dudette abides.
About Me
- Name: fatmammycat
- Location: Ireland
I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion. I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times. Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate. I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
Previous Posts
- Cancer, everyone can get it,
- For Fat Sparrow!
- Some minor quirks and foibles.
- The right to die.
- Where does the buck stop again?
- Yuck it up Wood Pigeon.
- Beards.
- Moving woes.
- Fat Camp Folly.
- Sylvia Brown + Shawn Hornbeck=
2 Comments:
UH! ARGH! Various other noises!
A wholehearted thumbs-up, woman!
See in the Crying Game when that he-she whipped out his lad?
Stephen Rea got a boner.
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