Go read Mike the Spaz's post.
Art my ass.
I want to catch a plane and go rip that motherfucker's face off.
ummm.... not Mike's... the so-called artist's.
~stomping around in circles, cussing like a banshee~
Thursday, April 17
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Thanks for clearing that up.
I really didn't want a bunch of people dressed in leathers with unusually high sex drives dropping in to rip flesh of my body (in the bad way).
But back to the original....
When I get home, I'm giving my puppy a big hug.
When you get your plane ticket, get one for me too.
As Mike points out, we'd be a scary bunch to contend with!
I want on the plane, too.
If i had a dog, i would too, Mike. I'm still seething.
Sure will Strat... maybe we can dumptruck a load of dog poo on him. Gaddy suggested attaching him to a canvas and running over him and calling it art... once it was hung in a gallery of course.
Maybe i need to charter a private plane, Cat. Especially if we have Strat on board.
Ummm.
Bad Kota!
This is SERIOUS discussion.
Sorry.
Mmmm . . . I like the sound of that! No reason the trip has to be ALL business!
Precisely, Strat. ~wicked grin~
I've got the "art of death" for him...
i'll be your right hand woman Ozy.
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