A Bubble With Trouble!

Pat is back once more with a rhyming one at our shore. Those we don't mind. They work well for my rhyming behind. He also channeled some of me and went as random as can be.

Look at that

Characters as random as the cat.

Soap, Paperball, Toothpick, Wiener, Flea, and Eight.

That sure makes a date.

And as you embrace,

We can't forget Ace.

In he runs.

Got any puns?

And look at the bubble.

Do they spell trouble?

That they may

Where did they stray?

A number in the sky.

Oh me, oh my.

Nine must be a jealous box.

Bubbles have no locks.

Click Here For A Peer!

Click Here For A Print Peer!

They came in a huddle to play in their puddle, but they found Soap already there with no room to spare. He would not let them play and enjoy their puddle on a sunny day. Now they must lift Soap's ban and come up with a plan.

Can they break Soap's hold on their puddle? Will Soap allow them to cuddle? Can Paperball save the day? Did you know a wiener wanted to play? Come and pop Soap's bubble and find out all about the puddle trouble.

Wanted to see how random I could go. It all worked out with a random show. They sure want that puddle. Too bad Soap doesn't want to cuddle. And now number 123 has come to pass. 124 will be here soon from my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

An Interloper That's New. BAH Times Two!

The cat thought I have seen it all. I'm even flipping between third and first person at my hall. I'm doing it so fast. The cat needs to make this a thing of the past. Look! I did it once more. I need to get a really, really, really good lock for the door.

This was my day.

So nice at our bay.

Stretched with sun.

Then Pat ruined my fun.

He washed the stuff.

So I thought, tough!

I'll take it for me.

Then he let IT come to be.

No. Not these guys.

They get batted away like flies.

Those intruders know their place.

If they don't, I'll whack them in the face.

It wasn't even the mutts.

Them and their poo eating ruts.

I'll chew on their tail.

Oh how I love it when they wail.

Bah! There it is.

What is this tiny biz?

Why does it walk like me?

Cassie, make it go where I can't see.

"He's your problem now.

Don't have a cow.

Those ones don't stay or sit.

So I'm too old for that shit."

Bah! Here it comes.

It wants to be chums.

Hell no to that.

Stay away from the cat.

Hmmm it is after my balls.

Is that why it makes cat calls?

It has a very bad meow meow.

And Pat won't let me go kapow.

Look! Come closer thingy.

I only have a majiggy.

My balls went snip snip.

No ball ball after that vet trip.

I tell you no lies.

So stop with the meow meow or ball ball cries.

If not, I'll blind you with my eyes.

Are you some weird dog in disguise?

Isn't that mean of Pat? How could he do that to the cat? He let that dog wannabe, or maybe it really is a dog, after me. It eats everything it sees with glee. Maybe it is related to a mutt. Yes. Yes. For legal no one was harmed in the making of this post at my hut. I may have bit a dog's tail. What? It makes those interlopers set sail. No. No. No. A playing with it I didn't go. Nope, not one bit. Don't look at me like that where you sit. I don't protest too much. Nope, not even a touch. It was all Cass. Next interloper can bother her and not my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Ready...Setty...Bring The Petty!

The cat made a word. I guess more like added to its word herd. Can you make a word herd? Beats me with any word. Are you mad I did that? Chances are that is a big no where you are at.

A little thing.

A loose string

Something stuck.

What the fluck.

You're out to get me.

You did it, I can see.

You sat that aside.

No? You lied!

A paper out of place.

A sign tipped case.

A little speck of dirt.

Not an ounce of hurt.

You're making work.

You are a jerk.

That is so bad.

Way more than a tad.

Ignore and go.

Sink to a new low.

A low without being.

A low only one seeing.

You did this.

It's a miss.

You did that.

Hiss and spat.

I'm going to get you.

I know what you do.

I will hide a shoe.

You won't have a clue.

I'll move the fan.

I'll hide the trash can.

I'll blow some dust.

It is just a must.

My palms are sweaty.

But I'm not petty.

You did this to me.

I know because I can see.

Petty and sweaty.

Here's some confetti.

I'll leave it for you to clean up.

There. I knocked over your cup.

Do you find things that aren't there? Hold petty grudges at your lair? Do stupid little things to escalate the crap? I've seen it done by many a lass and chap. What is the point? Just eggs things on at ones joint. Are you petty I used setty? Should I get ready for petty? I don't think I'll worry about such a pass. The cat sure doesn't bother being a petty little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Party Right Comes To Light!

You humans sure go on about rights a bunch. Even when those rights are wrongs and you are out to lunch. Is that where wrongs make rights comes from? Bah, right or wrong I'll get right on it with my rhyming bum.

I have rights.
Days and nights.
Rights I do.
I've got a few.

No need to tell.
Long as hell.
Blows away a few.
I haven't a clue.

That you knew.
Maybe times two.
Two wrongs to right.
Dark to daylight.

Ask Stallone.
In a tunnel all alone.
Yeah, went there.
Right of me at my lair?

Pffft yeah it was,
Just because.
Because I say so.
Sure right, you know.

Rights it works.
Gives some perks.
Perks to jerks.
Rights in the works.

Just like that.
A rightful stat.
An addition or three.
The rights of we.

We have the right.
The right to spite.
If you say no.
Right away we'll go.

All have the right.
The right to spite.
The right to show.
Damned that no.

We have the right to come.
Whether or not we are your chum.
It is our "because we say so" right.
So "surprise" turn on the light.

Pfffffffffffffft some humans are sooooooooo dumb. Do you think you have the right to something when you aren't a chum? One said here they have the right to come to a retirement party being thrown. They have the right because they say so at the tone. Umm, even if said retiree didn't want you there? Even if you weren't invited at your lair? You have the right to go? Damn, rights really have gone to a new low. I have the right to go rob that banker. Do you think that will fly with every wanker? I think it would get a failing pass. I'll stay a jail free and whelmed little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer. 

Over We Go With A Return In Tow!

 Over and under.

Around and through.

Lightning and thunder.

A returning view.

It leaves and it strikes.

It goes with the breeze.

Like the riding of bikes.

Like the pesky fleas.

Back we go.

Back we come.

A new yet same show.

A new yet same chum.

Glum or glee.

Anger or cheer.

Blah to weee.

Delightful to hear.

Hear you will.

Times two or three.

A return to fill.

A wavering sea.

Back and forth.

Up and down.

The hills up north.

The tiny elf town.

Around and through.

Through and around.

Told that to you.

So shouldn't astound.

But it may.

But it will.

When a return display,

Fits the bill.

Think it is done.

Much the way of summer.

Gave it's final run.

Isn't that a bummer?

So many days.

So many weeks.

Around comes the maze.

Valleys and peaks.

Ever think you are rid of something yet it comes back? Sure can do that with many a thing at many a shack. Some insecurities like to shine back through. One just has to push on at their zoo. Did it before, can do it once more. Whether or not they come back, like summer will at most every shack. Things always come back in mass. In that you can trust my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

The Excuse To Use Sure Does Amuse!

This one I've heard a time or ten and just had to go at it at my den. For it tends to come from the lazy. Did I name call? Whoopsy daisy. Does a daisy go whoopsy though? Damned if I know.

The sit back and stare.
Sometimes in a pair.
They laugh and giggle,
As their whole body gets a wiggle.

Then comes the excuse.
The one many let loose.
Some can't, but most are lazy.
Trying to hide away in the hazy.

Why eat right or work out?
The first part they shout.
I've known healthy people who died.
The second part in some variation that is spied.

And then deluded they stay.
Believing what they say.
But isn't it the truth?
Yep, that it is at one's booth.

Can do everything right and still croak.
Can just be the fate of a lass or bloke.
That is what they hold onto tight.
Reasoning that let's them feel all right.

Time to burst that bubble.
Maybe bury it in rubble.
Let's pull some stats from my ass.
I'll let it out with some gas.

What are the odds for those they use?
Let's say 1 in 100 as you peruse.
1 in 100 people who take care will still croak.
That just made some nut light up a smoke.

Now let's flip and flop.
Let some other stats drop.
What are the odds that the lazy die?
Care to give that a try?

Probably 30 in 100 or so.
Wow, not quite as low.
Now let's do a little more.
What are the odds some disease or other health issue will come ashore?

75 in 100 sounds right.
Damn, I ruined the lazy person's night.
So whether you tell that excuse to stranger or daughter,
Sorry, it doesn't hold much water.

Ever hear that excuse at your sea? The lazy or those refusing to change sure let it fly free. All they get is a pfffffffffffffft from me. Healthy doesn't guarantee a long life will come to be, but you have way better odds of living longer and being disease free. My stats aren't legit that I used for my spree. They were just there to let the lazy realize they are full of strat. So ends this sass from the cat. If you wish to do nothing, power to you, but don't give me that healthy people die too crap at our zoo. Whoops, I was supposed to end my sass. I guess I'm just a mouthy little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Smelly Pat Gets None From The Cat!

Pat smells weird every day. At least those days where he leaves our bay. Otherwise he just smells the same old weird stench. But now there is a monkey in the wrench. Out he goes and causes my nose woes.

So you are home?

Do you want me to roam?

I can smell you from here.

No way will I come near.

You were feeding them again.

They say that is okay at many a den.

But a traitor you be.

Bad grammar from me.

And what is that?

A bad hair day cat?

Did it get into roadkill?

That hairdo can't thrill.

A hairless cat?

Where do you find that?

Chowing down on grass.

You must have upset Cass.

"Don't bring me into this.

I've no reason to hiss.

I still get brushed and fed.

You're the one with too much crap in his head."

And speaking of crap.

Look at this part of the map.

Another giant litterbox at play.

To fill that, it would take all day.

Those ears are mighty high.

What is this guy?

He can hippity hop.

Will this ever stop?

Bah! Too many burds.

The tabbies will have words.

Look at those geese.

Why can't they be fictional like meese?

And this does it.

I knew I smelled them a bit.

You were playing with mutts.

They eat things that come out butts.

Don't look at me.

I won't look at thee.

No, I'm not being rude.

What was that? Food!

Isn't Pat rude for bringing so many smells home to me? Can't he at least go jump into that sea? That may wash them off. The fish may scoff. Then he may smell of fish poo. I guess we can't win at our zoo. I am not as forgiving as Cass, but you can win me over with food for my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

It Hasn't Happened In...Make It Up To Win!

The cat will let you in on a lot today. You will know a lot to come to play. You may now get the Jeopardy win. Of course I may be lying at our bin. You'll never know. Away we go.

Hasn't happened in a while.
It long ago went out of style.
There just is no cause for it.
So no need to have a fit.

It hasn't snowed in 1000 years.
That will sure get some cheers.
It hasn't been hot in 500 more.
That makes it easy to do a chore.

A cat hasn't been in in 400 plus.
That may make some fuss.
A bat left 467 years ago.
Trust me, I'm in the know.

It was 1007 years ago.
That is when it did blow.
What exactly was it?
Who needs to know that shit.

1096 years since the earth was whelmed.
Add another 5 and you get when it was helmed.
Helmed by the almighty Zeus.
Watch out for a lightning bolt in your caboose.

1050 years since it hit that price.
That is so not nice.
1050 more since it shrunk.
Bad math makes that go kerplunk.

437 years since it was made.
It didn't have any shade.
What exactly was it?
Didn't we already do that bit?

647 years since they raised that point.
That is quite the point at their joint.
What exactly is the point of it?
Don't think too much as you'll have a fit.

389 years since we hit a frog.
That sure isn't a road hog.
We'll leave that to the toad.
Hank and Blue enjoy that mode.

1/365 years since I did a post.
To that you can be sure of at my coast.
Unless you missed yesterday.
If you did, could be 184 years at your bay.

Do you pull numbers out your butt? Exaggerate a little bit at your hut? Many things we have no track of past 150 years ago. Yet, many use the 1000 years or more will blow. Let's guesstimate that this post will still be standing in 1000 years. I could cause the aliens fears. They may search for my singing bass. And all they'll find is rotten gas from my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Time For Simple Like Popping A Pimple!

You humans sure use simple a bunch. Sometimes you are really out to lunch. Not even your words come out simple as can be. Of course they are also used by me. So I guess there is that. Time for a simple chat.

A simple post.
Give it a toast.
Maybe eat roast.
Could even boast.

It's simple time.
Go bug a mime.
That isn't a crime.
So says the mime.

Simply rhyme.
Give a chime.
Make the words match.
The end of each batch.

Go with the flow.
Simple, you know.
Do you know?
A simple brain flow.

You don't know?
Now that's low.
It's simple to do.
Follow the crew.

What was that?
A simple chat?
Isn't that what we're doing?
Do we need to start mooing?

A simple life.
Man and wife.
Does this make me look fat?
Nothing simple about that.

A simple buy.
We tell no lie.
This is what it is.
Next they'll be a quiz.

A simple task.
No need to ask.
House burns down.
A simple frown.

Simply simple.
Like popping a pimple.
Whoops, won't pop.
Simple has to stop.

Isn't it only simple if you know? If you don't, simple may go out the window. Talking and walking isn't simple until you learn. Of course it is simple with many a yearly return. But not simple until you do so. So simple may not always show. I simply had to show that with this pass because I'm simply just a poking fun little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Baked Up Without A Whoopdi Hiccup!

Did we turn into the food network today. I suppose all eat at their bay. Maybe a new audience will come due. That is fine for Whoopdi Friggin Doo. Fine by Robbie Raisin too. Syndication is just in view.

Gloria's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

What are you cooking up today? Anything that will make our viewers shout, yay!

Hope these are lies Pat 

Who is Pat? Can't we get a recipe where you are at?

There summer, here autumn almost winter, enjoy your summer Pat

So the season plays a role? Is saying Pat every time your goal?

Never would forget all you make and talk here Pat:) :)

A good memory is grand. If only we knew this Pat guy in Whoopdi Friggin Doo land.

the cat send you a dove?lol
Hope you feel well:))

Well wishes is fine. But when will a recipe align?

aah The cat know all tricks lol

You get obsessed quite a bit. First Pat and now the cat is it.

Really sounds scary but Im not a Halloween fan :)

They are Halloween people? Can't they hide under a roof with a steeple?

Good! I love walmart, microwves and Alaska:)))

The people of walmart must love you and your grocery cart.

Of course she is nice
Not matter she doesnt has any blog in her lair.

You meet a walmart fan? Into the woman and not a man?

Think positive is ok! you can sleep, think in others things (lol) and rets for a while, In some seminars when I was bore I draw:) good luck:)

Seminars on boring can be boring. Is that the point while you are positively exploring?

yes is true many pages and sites in blogland, but you have to know what sites are the best to you they offer and we choose or all we offer? I offer my recipes too:))

So you are finally going to give us a recipe to see? Come on. We want one for free? The time is running out. I guess you have a recipe drought. Leaving all of our fans in the lurch. I guess recipes elsewhere they will have to search.

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Look at Gloria hoarding the recipes away. I guess she has too many seminars to go to at her bay. Or maybe she is spying on people at walmart. She has to go spy and fill her cart. She sure says Pat's name a lot with each pass. How rude that she ignores my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Ducky Post For A Whoopdi Roast!

Can we allow name changers on here? I guess Prince did it with no fear. That must mean it is okay. Robbie Raisin will let it play. Just don't go buying any ducks. Whoopdi Friggin Doo wants your bucks.

Manzi's....Belva's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

A name changer is now on display. Maybe she is running from the law at her bay.

May you not get scammed
By one who's head with sand is crammed
Or ratface with IQ zero
Who sits alone, despised like Nero

Or keeping the scammers away. Those ratfaces can go drown in a bay.

To hate your hate you need some bate
It's plain and simple, natural fate
I was late to cheer the Blue
Should I drink some mountain dew?

You hate the hate but like mountain dew? Don't you know that can rot the insides of you?

Tie me down and feed me grass
I think sports are really crass
Grunt and groan and sweat like pigs
I'd rather read and eat some figs

Okay, mountain dew may be better than bondage and grass eating. That image our viewers may want to start deleting.

Curtain pullers, peek-a-boo
Attention grabbers through and through
Smile real big, ain't that a tooth
No excuse to act uncouth

You like peepers watching you? You sure have strange taste at your zoo.

A break through or a break down
Or a break up will give one a frown
Step aside, let the breaks have their say
With breaks, is there any other way

Commercial breaks pay the bills. With or without peeping thrills.

Come visit the prevention convention
You may get an honorable mention
But if you don't why fret and wail
Next year your ship will surely sail

How to prevent what? Scammers or peepers or maybe King Tut?

The 2nd verse made me laugh
Those around me think I'm daff
Fall in shower and hit your head
Not only blog but you is dead

Morbid too. You sure have weird thoughts for all to view.

One hundred is a far-out goal
Like counting guppies in a bowl
Gamblers like the number seven
Think it brings them close to heaven
Eleven too, can bring some luck
Like a galley shooting duck
Lots of numbers for Hank to beat
All the others he will defeat

Numbers and 100 in the making. In triple digits one day you may be partaking.

One more road to travel before I settle down
One more path that's leading to another dusty town
One more seedy honky tonk with corn meal on the floor
Cowboys lined up at the bar, waiting just to score
One more twangy melody from the strings of my guitar
A cacophony of buzzing flies on a wet and sticky bar
One more faded rodeo queen staggers to the door
With busted dreams of Hollywood, smashed forevermore
How do I get out of this rhyme, I really want to leave
I'll say adieu and close the book, go laughing up my sleeve 

You sure have lots to do. 100 must shine on through. Watch those cowboys though. They may want many a pasture to mow.

If Sunday became Friday, the old switcheroo
Would you piss amd moan and have nothing to do?
Would it just change a habit or change your whole life
Would it make one as stupid as ole Barney Fife?
Maybe cook in the kitchen from morning to night
Wear a hat like Aunt Bea that gives one a fright
Sing a song like the Gomar and play dumb inbetween
Wait for your chance and steal every good scene

Well no matter the day I'm going to piss at least 10 times before bed comes to play. But no singing or whistling a merry tune. That may scare viewers away from our sand dune.

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Look at Belva go. She enjoys a peep show. That I never would have guessed. I guess it is good she confessed. Or maybe not. Some of those peep shows may cause eye rot. She sure has one more of a lot to do. One more can be good to ring true. Except if you always have one more need to pass gas. We wouldn't want to be a backed up little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Pull A Card As Whoopdi Goes Hard!

Goes hardcore today. You may want to look away. Yeah, we really aren't going to. That is just a hook to fool you. Works for NCIS you know. Robbie Raisin doesn't mind stealing for his show.

Birgit's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Let's see how she begins our show today. Will she go creative with that she has to say?

One more cookie sounds divine
one more chocolate..I won't whine.
One more nookie before I go?
One is never enough at my show:)

Damn. Sure wants more and more. Score for those looking to umm explore.

So much can hide in corn stalks from snakes to nasty spiders. I have never been a farmer but often visited one in my youth and cats were always there. Now all we have is 5 at our bay...that's enough I have to say.

Is that some kind of double speak? Viewers, avoid cornstalks that leak.

Just like those nasty brats
whether they be young or old rug rats.
they need a spanking or two.
Yes, I believe in that, I do.

Wow. Watch out PTA. Birgit is coming to spank you today.

I thought Patrick Duffy would appear as the man from Atlantis! I think breathing under water would be fun...unless sharks and Orcas were around. Being peed on is not fun, nor is throwing up or eating those white grubs-yuck

Did you have to go all bodily stuff? Isn't playing with cornstalks enough?

This might make people cringe
which is aok by me especially if they binge.
why, would they binge, you say?
I would have National Bowel day!

Yep. She went there. Poop and pee. Brats better truly beware.

I have to admit I like the Old and true
but I do force myself to try some new.
How can one expand one's mind
unless we change things up, I find

Old and true with a spanking. Don't forget that cornstalk yanking.

I am guilty of paying for a swim class
Going often but later, sitting on my ass.
I love to swim but hate the heat
I'm sweaty, clammy & can't put my socks on my feet.
Now, I'm wanting to write a book about my mom
Procrastinating and fear it will be a bomb.
I know, I know sounds silly for sure
Actually, sounds like a bag of manure.

Back to farming and poop. My, she sure goes around in a loop.

These are such fun..fun?? adventures but not sure all humans should be fixed. Some should be for sure but not all.  

Told you so. Wouldn't be fun to be fixed, you know.

Do people know Mary Pickford?
Or Douglas Fairbanks? It sounds absurd
But nope, they don't. They were famous
In their day, no muss or fuss.
They created United Artists and more
Now they are nothing but folklore.
So many want fame right away.
They forget it is fleeting no matter what one has to say

So that is why you want to snip snip so many? So then there won't be any?

Thank you a bunch
I even read this before lunch!
I have had paper cuts and more!
I sneezed and created glitter galore.
Up the nose , all over the place
It was glitter in my hair and on my face.
Glad you like my Movie Picks
I am humbled that you wrote about me which gave me kicks:)
Ok..not a great poet..and you know it:)

Glitter up the nose and paper cuts galore. You may want to watch that for a nookie encore. She sure has umm fun farming in her place. To see who comes tomorrow, watch this space.

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Birgit sure creates much. She even likes to touch. I guess if leaking cornstalks aren't near, power to her and her cheer. But if you make her mad, a spanking may be had. I suppose some like that too. Sigh to the old and true. All I can say is that I wouldn't want to trespass, she could spank my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Whoopdi's Claim To What's In A Name!

How do you even say that? Is that for French viewers at their welcome mat? Would they welcome such a thing? Robbie Raisin needs to find a new network wing. This is getting hard on my head. I may need to go to bed.

Bijoux's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Let's see what the weird spelled name has up her sleeve. I hope she won't make our viewers leave.

Speaking of ass, I never understood the phrase, 'Your ass is grass'

Maybe your ass is concrete is far more neat? Why did you start off with that meet and greet?

I can't think of anything worse than winter.

So you went with second worse? My, your brain must be a curse.

I didn't realize it was such a strange word till now.

Brain is strange? Wow, you may be out on the range.

One and Done
That's it for Some!

One thought and then on to another plot?

May you not hear from any government agency!

I guess so. Do you give tinfoil hats a go?

The cat knows what to do (or not do) on a hot summer day.

And you speak to cats? Wow, Whoopdi Friggin Doo sure attracts some dingbats.

Well, I suppose now that you put it out there in cyberspace, we will have some Titanic conspiracies going around.

Me? That was you. Don't go roping Robbie Raisin into your tinfoil hat crew.

Nest time, they can cook something with a stick of butter?

Does butter keep the g-men away? What do the aliens have to say?

lol.....I'm already seeing the crap in the stores! 

Aliens are invading through making us buy junk? Wow. Are you sure you aren't just in some coma-like induced funk?

I have issues, but fortunately, none of those!

Clearly you have quite a few. I guess it is good no coma has shined on through. May your tinfoil hat keep you safe from everyone. I'm sure you have tinfoil sitting around by the ton.

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Who knew Bijoux was so strange. Those aliens must sure have range. Putting stuff out for us to buy. Then they make us broke while they hover in the sky. I guess I may need to find some tinfoil too. Damn it. Bijoux bought it all at her zoo. I guess I'll just have to face the alien mass. They'll run when I gas them with my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Halloween Sight For This Whoopdi's Flight!

Can we even say Nazi on TV? Isn't it not PC? Even if Halloween is stuck in front. The censors may grunt. But I'll let it go. This is Robbie Raisin's Whoopdi Friggin Doo show.

Theresa's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Halloween merchandise we can sure move today. Let's see what scary things she can say.

Can't say I've ever had a fake disease. I'm one who will have a real one and will brush it off like it's no big deal. It's only when I think I'm truly dying do I seek out medical help. 

Zombies are among us. That should creates some sales of fake puss.

I've already made my first Halloween purchase of the year. I'm getting ready. And no, that wasn't a dirty look I gave you. I named my voodoo doughnut Pat and pressed the pretzel steak into his heart extra hard before biting his head off ;)

Cannibals and zombies at play. Wow, I think she may need help at her bay.

No Halloween hate will ever come my way. I am already scoping out the stores wondering why they don't have their decorations out yet. I did make my first purchase of the year 2 weeks ago, but dang it, I am ready for more!

Yes. Yes. We heard you. Your first purchase has already come due.

I am a horrible breath holder, so I try to keep my head above water. Out of it if I can help it so I can avoid the pee streams too. 

Well that was a whole new direction. Good that you are on pee detection.

I try to learn something new at least once a year. An idle mind is the devil's workshop, or so my granny always said. 

So this year it was how to detect pee? Do I want to know what next year will be?

I can't remember the last time I read a classified ad, though I've seen some pretty funny ones in my day.

What are you taking out an ad for? Our viewers may run if they know the Halloween Nazi is looking to explore.

I know a lot of people who have been at it for years and have some great content, but hardly get any recognition. Then, you have some asshole like "cash me ousside" girl who utters something stupid, pops up a website and some social media channels and boom. Instant success. The world is a messed up place. 

Let's hope you aren't into classified ads for years. That would strike many fears.

Reminds me of the 30 year old at my nieces birthday party who joined in on Musical Chairs. The bastard was competitive too, trying to beat out the 10 year olds to win the game. A complete immature ass, if you ask me! 

Yeah. That is scary too. Go all cannibal on him if you want at your zoo.

Does he farm here in Indiana, because it seems that all we have as far as the eye can see is corn. I'm sure there are a few serial killers lurking about in them too. Or, just a few meth heads, since we are the meth capital of the country. 

No wonder you've gone zombie cannibal like. Corn, serial killers and meth heads would make any take such a hike.

I have a family full of them. Always talking about what they are going to be doing, but never get off their butts and accomplish a single thing. 

I guess a family that eats together umm any meth head storm they can weather? She really takes Halloween to heart. Watch out viewers as she may end up eating that and any other part.

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No wonder Theresa likes Halloween so much. The cat wouldn't want her to reach out and touch. We have no meat on our bones anyway. Go after someone who sits on their butt all day. We don't want to be cannibal food. Biting off a head is just rude. Is a killer who eats serial killers that bad of a lass? Hmm I'll get back to you on that with my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Spoiled Way For Whoopdi Today!

That is what I want. Ratings like that should haunt. I want to be pampered too. Robbie Raisin deserves it through and through. I even say my own name a ton. I want where they run.

Tamago's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Robbie Raisin has to keep his streak alive. I am not sure Whoopdi Friggin Doo would survive. Yep, we need another cat. Now we have two to double the stat.

Haha I do hope there will be less remakes but more new stuff. May you not have to watch remakes, revivals, sequels all the time

With Whoopdi Friggin Doo that never comes into view.

I often take blog breaks to take naps.

But how would you know. A napping you go.

I went to store the other day and they are selling Halloween stuff already!
We don't do anything special for the day.. No candy or no costume in our house :-)

So you lied? Liars never fall on the right side.

LOL thank you for friendly advice! No sugar coating, that makes the best advice:-)

Who is being friendly about it? Sugar coating may give one a hyper fit.

At work, something always, always gets in the way! Oh well, no smooth sailing, I just need to steer :-)

No wonder you are a sugar addict. Steer a ship can be hard to depict. 

I haven't searched job for years so don't have such experience. But it reminds me of automated phone system! You call and answer so many questions before reaching actual person. Then they ask the SAME question!

Didn't you say no more remakes? Are you now doing double takes?

I've noticed there are something-something day, like every day! I thought nap day would be nice, and I'm pleasantly surprised there is in fact national napping day :-)

And now you are back to the napping. You really are giving us a remake lapping.

Prevention keeps you from troubles for sure! But I often fall into "oh I should have done that" situation!

See what all that napping does to you? Not just remakes that come due.

Funny I'm waiting to hop on airplane right now! Not going where bear might come by, though :-)

How are you hopping on a plane if you are here? Do you have one landing near?

Blogger phasing off is a scary thought, even if I know it's not true!
LOL at fans blow ghosts away :-)

It is going to be a ghost plane? Bloggers everywhere better hop a train. Viewers you better as well. These ghost loving cats are trying to raise hell. Beware one and all. They may be coming for you from just down the hall.

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Wow. They brought a ghost plane. I guess we better all board a train. Unless you like flying the sky with spirits that can fly. Then when they crash the plane, you can join them haunting some lane. That sure isn't a remake. A nap you may be better off to take. I think I'll go join Cass. A nap does sound good to my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Bench View With A Whoopdi Few!

Are benches even a thing anymore? Do people even walk near a shore? Wouldn't that mean they'd have to go outside? Hmm, maybe they went out because someone died. Robbie Raisin guesses there are reasons to go out. I'll let this one come about.

Betty's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Let's see what she shall tell. I bet what she sees on those benches can be swell.

Had a weird one last night
Caught in a tight place
But said to myself I need to wake up
And then I was out of that space.

Tight places can be scary. Unless maybe they are only a little hairy.

Haven't taken a blog break in a while.
Haven't done some of those things unless I am in denial.

Denial saves the day. Keep it that way.

When trying to sell something
One has to be clever with words
But some of these
Are very absurd.

Are you poking fun at our ads? But they are the latest fads.

One more is never enough
For some down the road
Rather keep it simple
At my humble abode.

Buy this now. Is that simple enough somehow?

I think all can occasionally act like a child
In some things we say or do
Been like that all through history
Probably nothing too new.

Are you calling me childish with that? Robbie Raisin can tolerate that.

I do prevent as I can
its safer living that way
and can keep the doctor away

Prevent what? Saying too much at your hut?

Have a few things I said I would do but didn't
Guess most of us can be that way
That is what I will say.

That is it? Our viewers want details to make this a hit.

Can't imagine typing standing up
Would get tired of it after a bit
I rather type as I sit

Who's talking about typing? You'd think this was before Skyping.

Dont like the cold or the snow
Give me heat any day
Even if it is too hot to play.

Heat you can handle. So you light your own candle?

Not too many a one thing success
Takes time to get it right
And I am sure
A lot of work at night.

Oh. That is a loaded one there. Try, try again with a try to spare. Get better at night and the day. Betty sure knows the way. Listen to her, one and all. Now go out and have a ball.

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Standing up typing isn't so bad. Can get tiring though at ones pad. Heat in the middle of the night though. I'm snip snip, so I just don't know. And weird ones in tight spaces too? Damn, Betty sure gets quite the bench with the view. Should we ask where that bench comes to pass? It may just scare my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Winter Look With A Whoopdi Hook!

Why do we have to go to snow? Oh, some viewers have such a show. Well that is okay. Robbie Raisin will let it play. Just don't go showing too much cold. Our advertisers may no longer stand bold.

Snowcatcher's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

I'm not sure most viewers will like snow but we may get the Eskimo demo.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I think I might be as sick as lard
If I wasn't laughing so hard

Eskimo's may not take to kindly to that. Was that sarcasm where you are at?

Just read the other day
Some people get their likes for pay
Instead of working hard
They become a tub of lard

Now you are fat shaming? We are going to get letters from all your naming.

Human fixing... now there's a thought
Maybe required for politicians we ought...

Really going for the gold. Would be good if politicians weren't so bold.

True human resources is a thing of the past
They have no clue how to pick employees who'll last

That they truly are. Those fat people grow wider at the bar.

I'm glad my corn is in a box
I wouldn't like to find a bear or a fox
Fun and helpful hints from the ninja farmer
Hopefully our days here won't get much warmer
Or the boxes may wilt and produce no veggies
I'll have buy all the food I please

Summer with snow? How is that so?

No snowflakes for me
For months times three
But I didn't disappear yet
On my record I would not bet 

So you are snow too? Damn, confusing are you.

I live to try things new
One of my very favorite things to do
But the old and proven stuff
Can sometimes be enough

That means you live as long as there is something new? May something old never greet you.

As my dad used to say
There will come a day
When the comments that stank
Will keep you laughing all the way to the bank

So you are a rich snowflake? How much dough did you make?

I signed up and paid
For a big ride unafraid
Got started training
But disc problems began raining
So this year a looky lou I get to be
Boohoohoohoohoo, no miles for me

Is that like a computer thing? Did you get it from an online fling?

Oh my heavens, how you've made me laugh
At search terms with meaningful gaffe
As many variations I think you get
As the Snowcatcher at her dot net

There you are everyone. You can go to that dot net for umm fun. I guess that is how she gets her dough. We here at Whoopdi Friggin Doo just don't know. Watch out for Eskimos though. She may have made a new foe.

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Who knew Snowcatcher had such hate. She sure has many a head on a plate. Although the politicians may look better that way. Snip snip them and be on one's way. We must go see if we have any money to take to a banker. Nope. We don't have a tanker. Thought I'd say wanker? Beats being a planker. That snow makes us go off track with our sass. Just thinking about that white stuff sends shivers up my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

An Old One Eyed Granny View For Whoopdi Friggin Doo!

Are we trying to scare viewer's away? Who let her get on display? Didn't the camera break? How much more of this can I take? I think I need to sit down. Robbie Raisin may give her the cyclops crown.

Elsie Amata's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

What will she do not to scare? Will she show a wig full of shiny hair?

For a minute I thought you were talking about me
But than I thought, "No, that couldn't be."
The cat wouldn't be that dumb
unless he wants to live on the run
from my big dangerous dogs
who would lick him into a fog!

So you are going to lick a cat? Wow, cat videos sure are where it is at.

Or they are amazed by my beauty
and think, "Wow! What a cutie!"
Then they ask if I'm a princess
but then I have to confess
that I am just Elsie Amata
a pretty, littler Long Islander (when I say it, it rhymes) 

A fake rhyme and a cute chime. Does it still hold for a one eyed mime?

It scares our dogs too
Not much we can do
To make people around here stop
unless we want to call a cop
but than we'd have a neighbor war
and a bag of poop would be flung at our door
Illegal or not they're here to stay
no matter what the holiday

So you have one eyed neighbors as well? Damn, you are in hippie heaven where you dwell.

I LOVE this kind of talk
it puts a bounce in my walk
a smile upon face
and it's sure to be your saving grace!

Guess you love the one eye remarks. Or maybe dog barks.

Of course you would go ahead and brag
While leaving me lying next to some Canadian hag
who wiped me clean of all the food and wine
then can't drive and causes a traffic line
thanks for ruining my summer fun
now I just to go and run!

You may alienate our Canadian viewers with that. They may get pitchforks after a spat.

Well, I'm still really grumpy from yesterday and I had to hold off on doing a ranting post about it so I wish I had 25% more of my damn income. I wish I didn't pay so much in taxes. Stupid IRS. You know there's a post coming....

Sorry, you only get one go. Whoopdi Friggin Doo doesn't do repeats posts or pay the IRS any dough.

That is why I love the sea
Even if someone pees
it is quickly washed away
so I can still swim and play!
Just wish it wasn't crowded with folks
maybe you can scare them with your jokes?

Can't you just give them the evil one eye? Then away them and their pee would fly.

I'm guilty of misspelled and dropped words
Because I type so fast, like the wings on a bird.
Maybe one day I'll slow down,
but everything moves fast in my town.

So bad spelling keeps them there? Slow down? Do we want to know while on air?

I understand loving my shampoo
Those soapy suds really do
make my hair healthy and shine
ain't no way I'm giving up mine!

You sure have a thing with hair. I guess you need it to cover your one eyed affair.

Are you sure that was a random scroll?
I could have written that summer droll.
I'm so tired of snow and rain
it's becoming one big pain!
I can't wait to be back on the beach
and summer is almost within my reach!
I'll even bring along some nachos and beer
I don't care what it does to my fine rear!

Give us that rear shot to end the day. That may take the scary away. Did I really just ask to see a cyclops's ass on air? I think this syndication thing is really becoming a weird affair.

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Old One Eyed Granny sure goes on about her hair and the giant litter box a lot. She even has a Canadian ridding plot. Maybe they'll have to lock her in a tower. Then no one else will cower. It has lots of stairs for her to climb at least. She could be a reverse beast. On that movie we'd take a pass. It would probably scare my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Dream Show With A Whoopdi Flow!

Do dreams count? Can they up our stat amount? Can they bring ads in? Hmm so many questions for this spin. She is making Robbie Raisin's brain hurt. Maybe with viewers she'll flirt.

Truedessa's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Will this all be a dream? Will it be some weird TV stream? I guess we shall see. So what is going to come to be?

What, Cement can be turned into gold
that sure must be a sight to behold
let us follow the yellow brick road
who will help carry the wondrous load

Okay. Out in la la land. But if you find a way, I'll give you a hand.

Barefoot for me is the way to go
at the Truedessa show.. lol

So barefoot down the golden road? Is that the only bare umm mode?

fun indeed
who knows what will take seed...

Are you trying to get pregnant on our show? The world will soon know.

I know many shades of blue
imagine that, but it is true
thinking about who we are
dreaming upon a far away star
on this blue marble we do spin
waiting for the tide to roll in
wearing jeans with holes
will that make us feel whole
working hard, day and night
in our dreams we take flight
drifting to Bora Bora bay
feeling the ocean's spray
enjoy your moments in the sun
as a new tale is softly spun
splashing in hues of a new day
may love always find a way!

Love and blue kids. People everywhere will be putting in bids.

Well, how could I lie about the moon
go look out your window it is real
it will make one dreamy and swoon
what seeing the moon is no big deal

You could lie and give a moon. Even with the dish and spoon.

One post may get many views
but, tomorrow you will be yesterday's news
hard work and patience is the way
perhaps success one day...

So you are lying to up viewer count? What is your top amount?

subliminal messages from the sky
reaching earth from way up high

Bah, you are going into our brain? I must avoid the rain.

no moon, what would happen to the tide
would water flow across the land so wide
I guess we would still have the sun
setting a course for our planet to run

That is very true. A moon brings about the tide to you.

Monday smile as pics came in view
Did they go to a doggie park?
hope they didn't leave poo?

Around here you have to bring a pooper scooper and bag, take out what you leave...

Are you getting the warming trend, it will be in the 90's today same as yesterday?

Have a good one Pat!

Hmm making people smile early or late? Is a moon-y tide your umm fate?

This is too funny, I am still chuckling as I write. You have to watch out for those corn mazes one can get lost in there and then who knows an alien might come down and get thee.

I think, I like the ninja image better, now I have an image of the Ninja in overalls playing his guitar on a hay barrel.

Hey, he can do a commercial for "Got Milk" and make some dough then he would no longer need to hoe...ok, now I have to go.

Crazy What off - Cat just crazy...

Wow, the ratings must go sky high now. A milk fetish, a ninja hillbilly fetish, a roll in the hay and a cat that can meow. Party at Truedessa's place for all. Whoopdi Friggin Doo has hit last call.

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She really has dreams of much. Be careful if you touch. Especially if you are a ninja hillbilly guy. They may give a weird umm cry. Want a blue kid at your sea? Truedessa's place may be the way to be. Could go creating a blue kid mass. Be neat to see from far away for my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Feline Whoopdi Comes Due With A Crew!

How did we get more cats on here? Must be due to that rhyming rear. I think he says ass. Am I allowed to give that a pass? Robbie Raisin can say all. No networks will give my show a stall.

Brian's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Let's see what this cat has to say. We do seem to have plenty of cats coming here to play.

I often create some odd things, then I get into trouble!

I guess they aren't works of art? Those humans don't take them to heart?

I think my brain breakthrough done broke!

That isn't a good sign. Or is it for a feline?

HA! Brain dead nuts sounds like our politicians!

I guess it is good for cats but bad for human dingbats.

I keep getting viagra ads, but not on dating sites I hope!

Is there such a thing as kitty dating? Do the humans need help mating?

YIKES! That one dude or dudette sure needs their claws clipped!

Oh. This could make for good TV. You have a stalker at your sea?

We used to have ninjas living next door, but they up and left!

And with ninja powers too. This could be a hit show for all to view.

Sometime I have a really good dream and wake up to find out it was only a dream!

Are you saying it's all a dream? Don't tell that to the Whoopdi Friggin Doo team.

I'm not too sure but flying fish sound kind of scary!

Where did that come from? Flying fish would make many glum.

My sisters say I'm a really good sport, but they never said which one!

The flying fish throw? Yeah. We also don't know.

I son't think a catnip beer would be too odd!

A good way to end the day. Good luck with that at your bay. Catnip Beer. The next greatest thing to come near. High and drunk. Relieves any funk. Buy today. Only $199 and you get a free litter tray.

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Brian may have invented a new beer. It may not come out too clear. Do you wish to try? Do you want to see fish fly? Getting pooped on by a flying fish would sure not be my wish. I also think on Viagra ads and dating sites we'll pass. Those are both no good to my snip snipped little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Fundy Whoopdi Say Here Today!

Are we hosting a talk show? Damn, on and on she can go. Maybe she should do radio. I really don't know. Robbie Raisin is just ready to run. She can talk a ton. I'll have to go backstage. I hope we don't have to pay her a per word wage.

Fundy Blue's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

What will she start off with today. Grab a blanket, you may be here a while listening to all she has to say.

I think adult warnings are sometimes appropriate, but I also think that parents should evaluate those warnings and decide if they are appropriate or not.

I don't have children of my own, but I have spent much of my life in the company of children. Today some parents expose them to too many adult issues, and they should not burden their children with worries and fears. But it's a tough world today, and I have a lot of compassion for parents trying to raise children and get through it.

I've flown on a lot of flights with crying children, and it can be hard for surrounding passengers. I deal with it by putting myself in the child's situation and also the parent's or parents' and summon some compassion for them, especially when the parents are trying to quiet the child.

That said, there are some parents on flights I get very upset with ~ like those who let their child constantly kick the back of my seat (for example).

Have a good one! 

Warning. You and your kids may be up late watching this show. Warning. That was all one retort, you know.

Nope, I am not that kind of Looky Lou. I go after all kinds of things! As for accidents, well the other day I parked my car by the side of the road and raced back to an accident as fast as I could run. One of the cars was surrounded by ambulances and a fire truck, and I only caught a glimpse of it. I thought it was Terry's. But it wasn't. After the shaky relief, I was reminded that we can't sit on our butts. Life is short and we have to make the most of it. Take care, Pat! Don't be a Looky Lou!

So you aren't going to watch your own show? Our viewers may consider that a big no no.

I can hear my brother, sisters, and I begging for "just one more" echoing throughout my childhood. Just one more cookie, just one more game, just one more tv show ... Then adult constraints and responsibilities took over. Bah! Humbug! Now I can't even have cookies in the house! LOL Have one more good one, at the very least, my friend!

Adults do have a way of making ratings tank or not. Those constraints are part of the adult plot.

Your comment had me laughing, Rawknrobyn. You have no idea how many times I've been described as "loyal and true" in my life!

So you want to be a dog? Wow, now it makes sense why you are an air time hog.

You thoroughly freaked me out!
My stomach is flip-flopping about!
I shall have to go find something funny
to calm down my grossed out tummy!

You were freaked out by that? Hmm, maybe you secretly want to be a cat? Wow, sure double the air time today. We'll go to commercial break while Fundy Blue hawks up a hairball and continues on her way.

Give me a break. Give me a break. Give a break of that Kit Kat bar. 

Do you think our advertisers are trying to tell her something? Let's she what else she has to say that will bring us to spring.

Guys + tv + sports ~ I don't get it. Terry can turn on the tv, get a random game in a random sport, and before he knows what, who, or where, he's already cheering and yelling at the tv screen. I get him back though by screaming at political broadcasts. So we each have a real audience of one! I like to go to Parkway, our local bar and ask to watch curling on the rare occasions there is a game on. It's great fun to watch the regulars scratching their heads and wondering what the heck is going on. Have a good one, my friend! 

I'm sure some are yelling at the TV now. Some may even be having a cow.

I barely can get commercial cards out on time, lets alone make them and send them! BB's post on summer blockbusters was thoroughly enjoyable today! Sad to think that during my lifetime people died in isolated outports in Newfoundland when they got cuts that lead to blood poisoning and they couldn't get out to medical help. Have a good one, my rhyming friend. Hey, just a suggestion ~ Have you thought about putting a link to your new blog here? Or maybe you have, and I just can't find it. You think I'm bad with blogging comments? Well, I'm much worse with emails! LOL

Now she's trying to advertise for a whole bunch. No wonder she's bad with emails, as in order to type them she'd have to take off between breakfast and lunch.

Hey Mr. "Pat Hatt cat rhyme time blog!"
I found you through a popular dog,
Ms Sophie Doodle
who can be found through Google.

Okay, that's all the rhyming I can do today, or time will get away from me. You certainly had time on your mind when you wrote the last series of posts. Wasting time? Not in your prime! You have definitely mastered the art of the finish ~ no waiting till you retire when your powers may diminish. Resumes and interviews for a computer to peruse ~ I'm glad that I missed that indignity. See ~ I'm all caught up. Had a few zen moments contemplating all the gorgeous kitties at that other lair. I could use a word volcano cat as I dig myself a time sucking hole always searching for the right word. You think OCD is bad, Pat? Try ADHD with OCD! LOL Have a great day at your bay!

That is a lot of acronyms to be had. Hmmm maybe we should send her some medication at her pad. Or a rubber room. She's even advertising for that Pat guy that others have let loom.

I agree with her that dreams can contain messages and premonitions. I've have experienced both. Sometimes in my dreams I dream about past dreams within a current dream, and some nightmares I have had repeatedly since my earliest childhood. Maybe I should do a dream-based novel.

That would be one long arse novel we bet. I think our camera crew have went home for the night and left set.

Hey, hey ~ at your bay!

I'm catching up in threes this week.

You threw a new idiom at me: "At least my mind isn't a wreck."

It wouldn't work for me, because some days I wonder if mine is a wreck ~ LOL!

I'm a skeptic about driverless cars, at least not anytime soon. I'm more worried about endless drones filling our skies, especially from Amazon. We might end up with a lot of package rustlers.

I have to order this year's IWSG anthology, now that I am home. And I'm definitely going to order "The Connective." Looks really good. I remember learning all of Nova Scotia's counties in third grade, so I'm thinking that setting might well be near Liverpool, N.S. Good luck with your latest novel. Pat!

Can we even say more? This was a show that needs its own tour from shore to shore. She's even advertising again. Robbie Raisin now needs to take a nap, as we've gone past ten.

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Look at Fundy Blue go. She sure knows how to put on a Whoopdi Friggin Doo show. Heck, she could do a whole season. Of course some may think that treason. Maybe it's a dream of a dream of a dream she has each night. Standing under a Whoopdi Friggin Doo spotlight. Sure had fun poking fun at that Fundy lass. Told her we would last year with my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

A Rat In The Way With Whoopdi Today!

Is someone going to rat on me? I hear rat sex brings them to this sea. Why am I posting here again? I guess he has the pen. Robbie Raisin must seek out a new place. I don't want any rat sex in my face.

Mary Kirkland's

Whoopdi Friggin Doo

Let's see what words of wisdom shine through today. We hope a herd of rats don't come out to play.

Paper cuts hurt.

Short and sweet I guess. Can you say more, not less?

Oh no, not clowns.

Is this a repeat of yesterday? Are you camera shy or calling me a clown at your bay?

Bacteria on doorknobs cure cancer. Well hell, I better rub myself all over those cruddy doorknobs. Or maybe not. eww lol 

Please don't try that at home. Maybe we are better off when she doesn't let her words roam.

Drinking in the shower is a bad idea.

More wise words from Mary. Drinking in a shower can end up scary.

I love Halloween. I'm all about the horror movies, Halloween candy and spooky decorations.

I guess she likes scary. Maybe she will drink in the shower now, oh Mary.

Psycho bee's? Sounds like the bee's knee's. 

She sure has been drinking. What is she thinking?

Wood? Like morning wood? LOL No, never that. 

Whoa, that was rhetorical, you know. We don't really want to know what you got below.

A fake disease. Nope, don't think I've had one of those. 

Well that is good. For you and your ummmm wood.

My dog could care less about the fireworks as well. There were a couple of illegal ones that got shot off last year around here that scared me they were so loud but Falcor just slept.

So he doesn't get a thrill from your thrill? Sounds like a pup that fits the bill.

Blue is such a nice guy. I feel bad that he sleeps on the couch though. lol 

Are we talking about a guy or your dog? Playing with no wood would probably leave a guy in the fog. That's all the wise words we can handle for today. Now go enjoy piling that wood after our final commercials have their say.

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Mary sure went this way and that. And she didn't even mention a rat. I guess viewers searching for rat sex will have to go elsewhere. Maybe this time they'll find her lair. The true rat lass and not my ever so rat sex free little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.