So, I was watching an episode of Paula's Party tonight on the food network. She had Rosie O'Donnell on and Rosie told a hilarious story. She has like 3 or 4 kids, right? Well, she's downstairs doing something and her kids yell out "Mom, can we paint these things?" She asks what things and they say the things with points on them. She asks if they have plugs and her kids say no so she tells them yeah they can paint the. She's waiting and waiting and finally the kids come down and show her what they've painted. She pulls out one of her Emmy's and it's painted yellow and purple. Hilarious.
Isn't it though? lol
I hate to do it, but it's late and I'm tired. So I'm going to go try to get some sleep on my miserable mattress. Good night!
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I feel like I just found out that my favorite love song was written about a sandwich.
More fantasy adventure. Magic, danger, intrigue, corrupt gods, magic jewels, etc. They're good. (Don't read his latest series of four though. They weren't up to snuff.) Start with The Belgariad. It's a series of 5 books. I think I have them listed in the book section.
So, I was watching an episode of Paula's Party tonight on the food network. She had Rosie O'Donnell on and Rosie told a hilarious story. She has like 3 or 4 kids, right? Well, she's downstairs doing something and her kids yell out "Mom, can we paint these things?" She asks what things and they say the things with points on them. She asks if they have plugs and her kids say no so she tells them yeah they can paint the. She's waiting and waiting and finally the kids come down and show her what they've painted. She pulls out one of her Emmy's and it's painted yellow and purple. Hilarious.
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I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."