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February 12, 2006


Somebody help me! I've been buried alive! This is no way to treat a blog! I can't breathe, it's cold and dark, and there's dirt in my nose. Where's my owner? Preening in the mirror? Help! Somebody dig me out! You kids up there, playing Red Rover. Dig me up! What's that crawling on my legs? Worms? Worms! Ack! I'm thirsty. My throat is parched. Somebody at least stick a pipe down here so I can breathe. Pour some water down it, too. Help! I have to use the bathroom. Don't make me use the bathroom in my pants! I'll update if you disinter me, I promise! On second thought, I'm feeling kind of warm now. Cozy. I'm getting sleepy, too. Maybe I'll just take a little nap. Yeah. A nap... I'm very sleepy... Think I'll just doze off...

posted by Velociman on 02:08 PM | Comments (8) | TrackBack (0)

Hahahhaa. Poor thing.

Posted by: sadie at February 12, 2006 06:44 PM

buried alive?

a pretty thing like you buried alive?

doubting it....

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at February 13, 2006 08:52 AM

As I sit here and sip on my Scotchy,
I'll say a "Requiescat in Pace"
For Miss Key Monroe,
Because I don't know
If she's dead, or just green and blotchy.

Posted by: Elisson at February 13, 2006 04:02 PM

Um, Key hain't daid. Her blog is. The blog is buried. I see my Mongoloid readers have migrated here. Or, actually, they migrated to me from here. Should have been a traffic meter agent posted on the Bering Straits landbridge way back when. Checking zee papers. But, yes, Elisson, I suppose they are one and the same. For she do not interact except here.
Damn. Did I call Elisson a Mongoloid? Sweet!

Posted by: Velociman at February 13, 2006 10:11 PM

Tap ... tap ... tap ... Yo, KEY!!! You awake? Tap ... tap...tap. HAYA DOIN'???

Posted by: Jim - PRS at February 14, 2006 03:14 AM

I would think a wake or at least a memorial service would be in order. A small and dignified marker would be nice too. I guess the blog children will have to come up some sort of fitting speach.

Posted by: james old guy at February 14, 2006 08:26 AM


If not for that "preening in the mirror" line, you totally could have escaped doghouse on this one... As everything else is true. But I only wash my hair for blogmeets. Ask my ballcap.

I'll be back. You know, when the site of my page no longer makes me cringe.

Posted by: Key at February 14, 2006 09:12 AM

Uh oh. I screwed the pooch here. Let me aver here, as I have Been To the Woodshed, Peepahs. And the Fanny Get Hot. I Been Beat! That Miss Key do not preen in the mirror. She don't need to, or have to. Apparently she wears a Georgia Bulldogs ballcap to work. All the Hottage is natural. Never meant to imply self-indugence on her part. Just tried to figure out why she was ignoring her child, she being a big foster mom, and all.

Posted by: Velociman at February 14, 2006 11:41 PM
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