U Turkey
by coie - March 10th, 2008.Filed under: Uncategorized.
Believe it or not, this post has nothing to do with shooting things!
I have come to the conclusion that I should follow up with information which would put an end to any anxiety which may have been caused by previous posts. Such as whether or not I ever got the position I applied for at work. In which case I present an affirmative answer. Hurrah for raises!
It dawned on me the other day that I am 32% funnier when I’ve had little or no sleep and sit down to play a game of Scrabble. I would not recommend playing said board game with me in that condition. Not only was I making an average of 20 points per word, but I was giggling my head off the entire time. Near the end of the game, I received a subtle message from my playing pieces.
In the background you will notice my dad. He was watching me take the above picture and when I explained why, he didn’t understand what I found so humorous. Looking back, I don’t either. All I know is that shortly after this, King James and his court jesters Bobo and Dippy came tromping through and upheaved our literary accomplishment, called a well-played game of Scrabble.
March 10th, 2008 at 7:33 pm
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Because "U Turkey" IS funny and it's better than "I Turkey"!
March 10th, 2008 at 9:06 pm
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I *do* recommend playing Scrabble with you in that condition. It is fabulously entertaining.
March 11th, 2008 at 11:18 am
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that is hilariuos!!
March 11th, 2008 at 6:45 pm
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I love it. I get it and I had a sound night sleep. Maybe that says something about me.
March 15th, 2008 at 2:54 pm
im back!
hi cloe im finally back!
and i just posted a new entry
its about the Spiderwick
cronicles. i just finised the seconed book.
love you.
lovespiderboy
March 17th, 2008 at 1:39 pm
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i don't really get it.. but i HAVE seen you when you're tired and all goofy and it IS very funny- you and I are alike that way. I remember when we were younger and we'd start that baloney at the dinner table and both get sent away until we "could control ourselves". By the way, i also don't see your dad in the background of the picture as you so claim.