The Battle of The Trree Farm!We Came.
We Warred.
We lowered our standards.
We Scoured.
And finally, We smote our foe.
And I have been replaced, by Greg! Woe is me! Oh how cruel is the life I live! How disasterifically horrid are my comings! And how grotestly, macabretically, sorrowfully, are my forlorn goings! WHOOHAA. Aren't you glad I posted? Hmmm?
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
4 comments:
"Macabretically"? (I understand the root, my macabre fellow, but is that truly a word or merely a skribble?)
Looks like the trees really did a number shredding Greg's pants.
Love the pictures, they were worth the wait. You really must post more often.
I made it up of course. Arent I creative? Oh soosh, you flatter me so.
Post a Comment