'You like me. You really like me." : Sally Field 1985 Acceptance Speech
My first limerick written FOR me by MRT
There once was a blogger named Nor, Who everyone seemed to adore. She'd blog and she'd post, Much more than the most And her readers still clamored for more.
Living my life on a bumper sticker: Destined to be an Old Woman with No Regrets.
See also: Leo; burly girl; rock climber; artist-wanna-be; youngest of six; gassy girl; seeker of truth, laughter and beauty.
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Because they were expecting a cartwheel, baby! A cartwheel!
Huzzah for the return of the Tuesday twitter!
Damn, had I thought of that, I would have!
Squirrel, please explain the origins of huzzah...
Crap, if I'd known there was going to be an essay question on this test I would have skipped class today.
A friend (ex-friend? haven't seen her in a while) used to chastise me for not pronouncing it "huzzay." That's all I know, I swear!
Huzzah preceded hooray
I'm cheating off of the CEO's paper on all future exams.
PS do the question marks where my face should be make me mysterious?
I bet you were the most popular girl on that street.
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