7.13.2006
Don't Worry Mister Magee
It's snowin' up here on my hill...and the wind is a blowin' and a snappin' the warsh I have a hangin' on that there launderin' line...and time seems to be a standin' still in teachervacationin'land...it now takes me three days to almost finish a task where it use ter take me three seconds while also accomplishin' six more...still in my pajamies, sippin' my joe and decidin' what to do with my day...read another interestin' book? Take the pup for a nature walk? Walk thru my many gardens and admire the good Lord's handiwork? Groundhog hunt?
No, I am a usin' my time productively today by helpin' to save the blog...I too have been concerned by the recent quiet nature of this here blog...I am a used to startin' my day reading the nonsense of that there Doctor Mac Weiner...what time does he get up in the mornin'? He must arise with them there roosters...and I am a used to finishin' my slow paced day with the late night musin's of them there funny fellers Joe and I-an. Don't them two never sleep? Not much goes on in the middle of this or that there day 'cause most respectin' folks got them a year round job...though sometimes at dinner (that's lunch time fer youins sophisticated...fergot yer Western Pennsylvanian eatin' time terms) there is a couple of comments thrown in fer good measure...Anywho...
It's bin darn quiet...
So I am helpin' youins all out. I have closely observed on this here blog...since I have nothin' else to do till September...that the blog that got all of youins rowed up the most was the blog entry published by yer favorite Kim...about her and Liza's youngins...now there ain't nothin' more excitin' than talkin' about yer children...obviously it's warranted...All of yer kids are B-EEE---UUUUUUU-TEEEEEEEE-FUL! And all sweet as someone elses strawberry-rhubarb pie. I met 'em all...and they all are perfect...smart as encyclopedias and so nice natured too...You all should be beamin' 'cause you all done real good...REAL good.
Now as I am not heavenly blessed with any youngin's...I ain't got nothin' to show off and be proud of...so I thought real hard and remembered somethin' I once heard...that "Nobody can resist a baby or a pet" or somethin' to that nature...so I thought I'd test that there theory, save this here blog by stirrin' up some activity and git to show off my coon dog and my mules...
Whew...what an excitin' Tuesday...whoops...Thursday (see?) this here has turned out to be...and it's still the mornin'!!!!
Only I can't here upload er download er $#^$&*&*&load my here pretty pictures 'cause this here gosh darn blog will not let me like Mister Joe promised it would. But he always comes through somehow 'cause I am his favorite student 'cause I always have the most questions. I will just here wait for his salvation...but entertain you all in the mean while...blog away....
No, I am a usin' my time productively today by helpin' to save the blog...I too have been concerned by the recent quiet nature of this here blog...I am a used to startin' my day reading the nonsense of that there Doctor Mac Weiner...what time does he get up in the mornin'? He must arise with them there roosters...and I am a used to finishin' my slow paced day with the late night musin's of them there funny fellers Joe and I-an. Don't them two never sleep? Not much goes on in the middle of this or that there day 'cause most respectin' folks got them a year round job...though sometimes at dinner (that's lunch time fer youins sophisticated...fergot yer Western Pennsylvanian eatin' time terms) there is a couple of comments thrown in fer good measure...Anywho...
It's bin darn quiet...
So I am helpin' youins all out. I have closely observed on this here blog...since I have nothin' else to do till September...that the blog that got all of youins rowed up the most was the blog entry published by yer favorite Kim...about her and Liza's youngins...now there ain't nothin' more excitin' than talkin' about yer children...obviously it's warranted...All of yer kids are B-EEE---UUUUUUU-TEEEEEEEE-FUL! And all sweet as someone elses strawberry-rhubarb pie. I met 'em all...and they all are perfect...smart as encyclopedias and so nice natured too...You all should be beamin' 'cause you all done real good...REAL good.
Now as I am not heavenly blessed with any youngin's...I ain't got nothin' to show off and be proud of...so I thought real hard and remembered somethin' I once heard...that "Nobody can resist a baby or a pet" or somethin' to that nature...so I thought I'd test that there theory, save this here blog by stirrin' up some activity and git to show off my coon dog and my mules...
Whew...what an excitin' Tuesday...whoops...Thursday (see?) this here has turned out to be...and it's still the mornin'!!!!
Only I can't here upload er download er $#^$&*&*&load my here pretty pictures 'cause this here gosh darn blog will not let me like Mister Joe promised it would. But he always comes through somehow 'cause I am his favorite student 'cause I always have the most questions. I will just here wait for his salvation...but entertain you all in the mean while...blog away....
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REFRAIN
Oh what a beautiful mornin'
Weiner's at home drinkin' grog,
I've got a beautiful feelin'
Neener's been stokin' the blog.
VERSE
Gallanar's Shakespeare's so human,
He's helpin' Lear with exhumin',
Liza and Kim have the handsomest boys,
And bloggin' for youn's is like playin' with toys!
[repeat refrain]
Oh what a beautiful mornin'
Weiner's at home drinkin' grog,
I've got a beautiful feelin'
Neener's been stokin' the blog.
VERSE
Gallanar's Shakespeare's so human,
He's helpin' Lear with exhumin',
Liza and Kim have the handsomest boys,
And bloggin' for youn's is like playin' with toys!
[repeat refrain]
Ginger--Please stand by, it might be a while, but that's too good of an idea to ignore. I can't make it #100 though 'cause Joe yelled at me. I think we're making him work too hard, 'cause some's us too stupid. Seriously, thanks Joe. Virtual applause for Joe...NOW.
JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!JOE!
Joe's head's just gonna get bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger. I've got the scientific notes and the dry cleaning bill to prove it
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