Why don't all us beavers join the boy of the week and "pretend" we're gay. That's something we can do this winter, pretend we're gay. I was going to wait till lent, but I can pretend I'm gay right now. I'm pretending.

I've heard of quite a few people are dressing up like the foul ball cub kid with the earphones circa game six. His image will be forever immortalized.

Moni. Quit bitchin at us beavers. We get tired of coming up with real funny things to say everyday.

Also, I got on your blog. I would like to be cute boy of the week if that's all right. Basically I just want my pic to come up when someone types in "cute" and "boy" into google.

Here's some information about me that you should include.

my favorite things

favorite movie: Sound of Music
favorite singer: Sarah Mclauglan
favorite book: tie between The Horse Whisperer and The Bridges of Madison County

Yeah, that should help me get some ass.

Thanks Moni.

Halloween. The one day of the year when we all become one great group of satanists.

Lame Beavers.
You never say ANYTHING!!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
Trick or Treat smell my feet, give me something good to eat.
I am dressing up as a bridesmaid for work tonight. That should be fun.

I heard Lea and Shane were looking for a home in Africa. That's right! AFRICA!

What is the url for the boy of the week blog, and can I apply? I'd like to be the administrator.

That would be raunchy.

Fall is killing everything.

A Story:

These was this kid I worked with in Bloomington. He was a Guatamalan Loverboy. One day he was making a creamy batch of alfredo, and the pan slipped out of his hands and spilled down his belly and upper legs.

He got burnt pretty bad and had to go to the hospital which was just across the street. There was hardly anybody in the emergency room so a nurse got to take a look at him pretty quickly.

She asked him to take off his shirt and pants and underpants, and gasped when she saw the how hot the alfredo was.

"You poor boy," she said. She started to lick the Alfredo off his belly and then went down and sucked him off. After she cleaned all the alfredo off of him she asked if she could get the recipe for the alfredo sauce.

That's an Olive Garden urban legend.

Boring Beavers!!
You should all stop by the Boy of the Week Blog.
There's a party going on in there.

I'm burrowing underground for the fall and winter. See you all in the spring.

Unwanted Begonias



Tara Funk Grim's Original Paintings

My house if filled with ferns and begonias that they no longer wanted.

Joe, I met your friend Don and his wife Velma a few days ago. What great people!!!

So, I hear that Leah and Shane are looking for a home in Springfield?

No beavering on the weekends?