Friday, May 29, 2009

Pickles ...

Am trapped in home without Internet or eggs. Lunch was a pickle and water sandwich (without bread). Am forced to tell the world about it through a series of Morse Code like characters typed into a communication devise the size of my cheek bone. Am trying to recreate Facebook with the spring from a ballpoint pen and Quilted Northern.

Please send help.

5 comments:

Freida Bee, MD said...

I'll send MacGyver over just as soon as I'm done with him!

CDP said...

I was going to suggest leaving the house, but that's the crazy talking.

nanners said...

call me again. 3 cans of sofia coppola in, i've got more quips.

christina said...

CDP -- i'm glad you came to your senses before actually suggesting something like that. :)

Sproactually said...

Just wait until the NRHS train geeks get to Duluth..

Doomed, you are doomed.