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Thursday, September 13, 2012

Speaking of hens....

...How about a Fucking Omelette for breakfast tomorrow morning.
Sent in by Wiserangel :-)
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6 comments:

  1. hiswiserangelSeptember 14, 2012 at 12:12 PM

    Just remembered, I'm a Southern girl, I need to go make some fucking biscuits.

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  2. Robert FowlerSeptember 14, 2012 at 4:20 PM

    hiswiserangel said...
    Just remembered, I'm a Southern girl, I need to go make some fucking biscuits.

    Gravy too? Please?

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  3. hiswiserangelSeptember 14, 2012 at 6:54 PM

    Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, of course gravy. ;-)

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  4. AnonymousSeptember 15, 2012 at 8:35 AM

    Heard once that people who are constantly dropping the F- Bomb , never get any . This is some kind of pshyc. thing they can't control and sometimes aren't even aware of.

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  5. rpm2daySeptember 15, 2012 at 9:25 PM

    Around here you should be able to spell psychotic.

    Oh

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  6. hiswiserangelSeptember 16, 2012 at 10:24 PM

    Watch it rpm, my keepers are still looking for me. I may need a hostage...

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