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Saturday, June 19, 2010

FRIDGE POETRY (part 2)

10 comments:

  1. Gotta love you Tim :) Too good!!!

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  2. ...no matter how much you shake and dance, the last two drops stay in your pants (somehow that came to mind--from Desperation by Stephen King)

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  3. Seriously, I'm going to have to get a wittier fridge! ;)

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  4. too, too cool, that rocks lol

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  5. CINDY,
    My happy pants thank you!

    LISSA,
    You're welcome!

    JENNIFER,
    Hey, you give them to me, so just returning the favor!

    TERI,
    I read it and I remember that line...it's true, of course...but I don't think it makes for "happy" pants!

    TALON,
    What can I say...the fridge keeps pushing for more blog time!

    LORRAINE,
    Well, the fridge is pretty cool...at least the freezer, anyway!

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  6. *does happy dance*
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    Oh, sorry, that was pants! I'll have to figure out which ones those would be...

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  7. I use to have happy pants, until the scissors cut them in small pieces...

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  8. KOBICO,
    My happy pants are the one that are smiling at you!

    LORRAINE,
    So you had naughty scissors...

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