Saturday, February 16, 2008

How the heck did I end up in Iowa and where are my damn pants?




I'm at Flenker's this weekend in Iowa via the Internets. Stop over and say "hey hey!"

Or, say "who the hell are you and where is my wallet?"

Or, sing me show tunes.

Whatever. I'm not the boss of you.

5 comments:

Lollie said...

Is he wearing a T-shirt that says "I'm with stupid"?

Nocturnal said...

Enjoy and live large WM.

Cheers

Flenker said...

lollie, I only wish. It just had a shamrock on it.

I feel so honored to not only have the lovely WM write a guest post for me, but to also have my picture on display on her blog! I feel like crying a little bit. Is this what it sounds like when doves cry???

Winter said...

Wouldn't that be great if you were the boss of me? That way I'd be forced to do stuff I didn't want to, but should have.

McGone said...

Boy, if I had a dollar for every time I said "How the heck did I end up in Iowa and where are my damn pants?"


Well, I'd have about $7.49.