Collusion is a part of my genetic makeup. My manual transmission is pulling these feelings out of me. Don't you think I should partake in such tomfoolery? I can't stand the frightening nature of parameters. Oh, and by the way, if you see me at the partridge family reunion festival, be sure to remind me of my inclination to proliferate my ambulance.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
cable ties are on my ankle
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Thursday, March 31, 2011
Shunt resistors in Hazzard County
I bet you wonder what this means. While watching dukes of hazzard on my couch something poked me in my leg when I sat down. To my surprise it was my shunt resistor that had been so close to my heart for years. After January she disappeared from my life. We watched dukes of hazzard together for a solid week catching up on old times. I then pretended that my newly found shunt resistor made a great partner in viewing re-runs of the dukes (me and my resistor) in hazzard county.
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