Wednesday, December 2, 2009

On the Second Day of Christ*&^%$

On the Second Day of Christ*&^%$, Tiz reveals to you...

I have never, not for one second, not for one nano-second, not for one PICOsecond, EVER felt an iota of guilt over dislocating Timmy Lyon's jaw. I'd do it again in a picosecond. He was a wanker, even in the fourth grade.

I cannot wait for the time where I can wear pants with an Invisible Comfort hidden elastic waistband. Add TravAllure knit into the bargain and I'm happier than a porcine critter in crapdoodle. But the time has not come. Right now I believe it would be unsightly. And the world, as we know it, would come to an end.

1 comment:

  1. Well Tizzie, I suppose my secret would be that I cannot wait to be an old lady so I can say whatever the hell I want to people and they will be nice about it because I am an old lady. Actually, I'm gettinga jump on that dream. And the elastic pants dream. They're called sweats. Why wait?


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