This Is What Happens at Little Miss's Imaginary House:
Cross dressers AND hooker flappers!
AND underage vices galore! OH MY!
This is just to prove Little Miss IS my imaginary friend.
Barefoot Rules
Saturday, August 06, 2005
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ummm...yeah, talk about Hijacked! Erika, are you SURE you didn't screw with my Daily Dancer link too??
ReplyDeletep.s. thanks for setting my Perth, Australia time clock...
ReplyDeleteand for showing the blogworld just how immature we really are! (and WE'RE the GROWN-UPS?!)
I can't hear you, you don't exist
ReplyDeleteYour made up? What does that make me?
ReplyDeleteJust me, didn't you read the post? I made up her *friends* too.
ReplyDeleteLittle miss, I didn't have your password then, you had not *told* me yet.
Just me, I think that would make you a wannabe imaginary friend.
ReplyDeleteand Erika, I'm going to change my *password* today. It's going to be hijackers_suck.
crap, did I just spell that outloud?
If you're make-believe, does that mean that I'm going crazy and writing to people that don't exist?? Aw crap.
ReplyDeleteWe all live in a world of make believe
ReplyDeleteum, nope, he died. but we do have visits from the little devils, complete with firey eyes and spit, does that count?
ReplyDelete