My virtual snow fort is ready notwithstanding some minor technical issues ( ineptitude ...naw )
Here was the plan
It started off well
but some kink in the instructions caused it to become this.
No matter with the next volley I suspect my very worthy opponent's own snow fort shall transform from this
to a shivering pile of wet frosty slush.
Then I will emerge as the new evil dictator of all Slushyonia ( slushy ona ya ) and rule the virtual world of .....
Ok Ok Ok !!
I will be in charge of the TV clicker. A man's right guaranteed by federal and moral law since the
beginning of time ( or the last five years ... whichever is shorter )On t
o victory
5 comments:
Oh, gosh! I didn't mean you to give you the means to throw snowballs at Soul Skittles! Now she's gonna hate me :( So why am I laughing? LOL!
Thank you for commenting on my blog. That story is funny ;)
Don't worry she and I are both cool with this and are having a ball. Join in the hubbub. And pitch a few yourself.
LOL!
I was told by Soul Skittles to come her, and I'm glad I did! I had a good laugh outta that.
*whispers* if you ever need any more ammo, I'm in Alaska. There's plenty to spare!
:-O Netsirk! You're joining ranks with him!?!?
Harumph.
*opens big freezer and scrapes ice off the sides and makes snowballs out of it *
HAY-YA!!!!!!!!
Sorry! No snow here in Paraguay at all!!
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