Will putting Rogain on my tires keep them from going bald?
When I grow up I will wear a bluetooth whenever I am in public so I can talk to myself and no one will know I'm just crazy.
Monday, January 05, 2009
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8 comments:
I always wonder why have "crabby" "grouchy" lady is a librarian..I have never come across one that is pleasant!
-sandy toes
I think that tire is WAY past any help!
1. Good question. I have always thought they wish to be where children are to ensure no little one has a nice day.
S.T.- We only have one grumpy children's librarian at our library..the others are very sweet.;-)
2. I don't think anything can help that tire, except maybe spray piabt it and fill it with sand.;-)
3. Good idea!! I'm getting one too!
Love the why's!!
these were cute!! and my own why, why am I spending time reading journals when I should be washing the kitchen floor?
betty
I love that crazy cat lady! :)
Thats just so funny!
That bluetooth idea is BRILLIANT. I was always glad to have a baby in the cart at the grocery store, so I could talk to myself and people would assume I was talking to the baby. Or, maybe I really WAS asking the baby what I had forgotten and where the worchestershire sauce would be found. Now I am all out of babies--the youngest is 5'11" now. So unless I can talk them into going to the store with me, I guess I'm going to have to hijack my husband's bluetooth.
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