Monday, July 17, 2006

I gave Charlie 30 minutes to pack up his things and move out. I told him he could have all of the plastic bags, and his toys, and the can of mackarel he hasn't eaten yet. He doesn't seem to be taking me seriously and he is losing valuable packing time. 29 minutes.
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10 comments:

  1. Sassy2:55 pm

    Oh Oh...what has Charlie done?
    I recognize that threat....

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  2. Outburst3:32 pm

    Who?

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  3. Anonymous3:46 pm

    I suppose he frittered away his thirty minutes licking himself and rolling on his back.

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  4. Marianna6:32 pm

    You funny gal.

    M~

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  5. Robin Alexa12:10 am

    Oh he frittered all right.

    And he did nothing wrong, I just think it's funny to tell him to move out. And he thinks it funny too...really...he's got the same sense of humour as me.

    Shut up he does.

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  6. Ophelia Mourne1:57 am

    hahahaha

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  7. Outburst6:16 am

    Nevermind what I was thinking...
    but for the first time I actually thought it might be wrong to attempt to hook you up with my brother.
    I shoulda tried.

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  8. Leesa11:19 am

    I tell Brock all the time to get lost. Never works. He just sticks his tongue out at me and drools. :P

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  9. The Lily3:23 pm

    I am SO going to have to try that!!

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  10. Nome10:41 pm

    My cat's name is Charlie, but I could never kick him out because he is small and pink and mews at the birds.

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