Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Dear (insert deity of choice):


I’m so not talking to you.

16 comments:

  1. So much for Global Warming, eh?

    And I only say that to get another look at those boots.

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  2. D'oh! Good thing I can't find my digital camera...

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  3. Spring is in the air in Kamloops and my morning coffee is great as well.

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  4. Screw. You. And there's about 8-10 inches of fresh powder in my laneway.

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  5. Spring has sprung here, it's a little cold but I even heard a lawn mower going yesterday...

    Of course, now that the west coasters have gloated, you know what'll happen...

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  6. Sssshhhh... Don't tempt the rain gods.

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  7. Rain? Big fat fucking deal ... sissies.

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  8. I spent 30+ years working in Alberta's oilfields...me knows cold. :)

    Looking forward to getting my hawg on the road in Gods Country.

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  9. Rain? Big fat fucking deal ... sissies.

    Actually, it's not really a big deal here on the island, but across the way in Seattle it's been causing all sorts of problems with flooding and mudslides.

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  10. We used to dream about 'aving mudslides!

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  11. Are those the mudslides with Kahlua in them? I loves me some Kahlua ....

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  12. ... and lick the road clean with our tongues ...

    Teh funny, crabby - I've never seen that one before.

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  13. This is one of may favourites ...

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