Thanks to my life coach Bambi Piddleton for trying to get me in shape. But I don’t think placing the work out equipment next to food storage in your basement was such a good idea. Sorry I got a little rambunctious when I attacked the cookie shelf. I.O.U. a new shelving unit. I’ll have Tammy pick one up on her next pussy hunting trip to Home Depot.
Shoveling out and it’s still coming down! Chris and I are building an igloo to use as a love shack since Mammy forbid us from bringing “sluts” home during the storm. She said if she’s not getting blizzard nookie then we aren’t either. But we always find a way…
I sent Chris and Tammy outside for the first round of shoveling. They asked me to stand at the window and judge who ‘shovels harder’. They don’t know it yet, but I locked the door and I’m watching LMN while I smoke the rest of the wacky tobacky they hid in the vegetable crisper. What?? It’s for my high bp…or glaucoma…or the beetus! Yes, the beetus…that’s it.