the number to beat: 66. we was talkin' this weekend about giving the ole WC a little steroid injection to boost the action. what am i supposed to say in this post? you suckas told me to give a challenge...so let's create the challenge together....because i can't remember the specs.
i gotta go rustle up some pickled herring for breakfast. it's my new diet: a spoonful of compote, bite of pickled herring, & some this cool arm exercise that involves the phrase "gee willakers!".
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good lord.
whoa! THAT is what pickled herring looks like?! cheryl, i am impressed/disgusted that you like to eat that stuff. tell me that you at least eat it on toast or something and not in a bowl of fishy mush... :)
66! we. can. do. it.
what's our challenge end-date? the end of August?
It looks way worse in this picture than it does in real life. But, I'm not gonna say it looks appetizing in real life.
What can I say? Some little genetic fluke my Dad passed onto me.
i sure do hope you know it's good, kind-hearted, cheryl-lovin' jokes....EXCEPT ABOUT THE "do-anything-for-a-cuppa-joe". that parts true.
absolutely, caron!!
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