Saturday, February 16, 2008
lil brother blog fodder
I was talking to my brother, waaaaay into the wee hours. He's at work and wrapping up his night. In the course of conversation he had cranial flatulance. I joked that his train of thought got derailed and fell off the bridge into the water. He said "your head leaks. I should install a blowoff valve so that I can audibly tell when your brain leaks" More love. Really. Don't you just feel it?
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Gotta love the brothers.
One of mine calls me "Grace" because at times I'm so not graceful.
The other often remarks that I have "blonde roots" when I, a brunette, have a blonde moment.
yer brain leaks?
well then...yer lucky
Me?
I regularly suffer from "airlocks"
*sigh*
Blonde roots...that would be bloots, right? Your bloots are showing...gosh that sounds naughtier than it should now that I have typed it out...
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