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I can make a list too.

  • why is spencer how's last name spelled haugh?
  • i know why the track was all smiles and puppy dogs...cat 6 brought cookies.
  • it is possible to be fiber rich and poopie poor.
  • am I the only one concerned about the absence Donimator? No blog posts, no track appearances, no boat being pulled to Giro D'kot Tek for no reason.
  • i ride my bike to work and am farty most of the day...am I still carbon neutral?
  • because there is a street torn up by my house, i end up riding past smither's house on my morning commute. i would stop by and ask if i could get an espresso from his fancy machine, but the last time i crossed the moat when the draw bridge was up, i got hot grease dumped on my head.
  • we didn't know our neighbor was pregnant until 2 weeks after the baby was born.
  • 12 inches is not enough garden space for summer squash.
  • i laugh when two-year-olds try saying 'Percy' and 'bridge'

Comments

Christopher Smith said…
the last time i crossed the moat when the draw bridge was up, i got hot grease dumped on my head.

You just need to use the secret knock. Stop by anytime.

we didn't know our neighbor was pregnant until 2 weeks after the baby was born.

Hopefully the parents knew slightly sooner.
4:15 PM
(dis)pencer said…
it is a mystery.

i plan to change it to "Awesome" as soon as i've earned it.
12:35 PM
Pete said…
don't you mean "Aughsum" ?
12:37 PM
springpeeper44 said…
Ahah- now I newz it to be true. You have just moved up to the top on my list of elite racer bloggers who can turn gibberish into comedic gold and back again into gibberish in a single instant. What a midas touch you have. I am dying to put a face to the voice. Are you a fairly fast GP rider with relatively big femurs?
11:16 AM
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