I’m not sure how to cope . . . it’s all coming at me so fast . . . I’m henpecked . . . and my son was just poached . . . and people keep locking me in storage cabinets . . . I’m not sure if I can go on . . . It would be so easy to just step off the scaffolding . . .
Posted by littlejerry, filed under Uncategorized. Date: December 19, 2007, 6:43 pm |
December 19th, 2007 at 7:44 pm
Such cruel irony that you will end up Scrambled.
December 23rd, 2007 at 6:42 pm
Well, you picked out a rooster.
Well, that would explain Little Jerry’s poor egg production.