If I go to the gym one more time and Number 5 is not there, I'm gonna puke!

WALT!!!

Please stay away from my desk!

Overheard at Superkid's Desk

Walt, Wanna go to the gym??? Gizelle? Aww come on Frecklers.

Our very own Tom Gazpacho, Mummenschantzing to "First Home Purchase" by Mr Gazpacho Himself

Hey Walt.

Its your ole buddy, Reade Speckleman. We had such a great time chillin at the Pajammy Jams I thought I'd check in and see how you were doin. I have a frosty cold one with your name on it Walt. Come on by. LOL. ;)

OH WOE IS WALTER

HIS HEART IS TORN. WHO TO CHOOSE?

Connie's got some nice stuff ready for Earl. Smoooooth. Fantabulous.

Waaaaaaaaaalter!!!!

STOP STALKING WOMEN!!!!!!!

Blah

DONNAK

DONNAK

DONNAK

DONNAK!!!!!!!!!

Overheard at Constance's Mirror

"Ohhhhhhh Myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Godddddddddddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!! My hair looks so crappppppppy I need a HAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Uh oh Serge!!!!

"Looooooooooook. How are yuuuuuuuuuu? I always thawt you look berry nice in the khakiiiiiiiis. I know you have a gurrl named Constance, BUT..........."

Calling all everyone

Hey guys have you seen the Gazpach? Bastard won't talk to me. I am sock of that cold soup mofo.

Allllllllllllllllllllo

Isaac heeeeyuh. Have you guys seen any of the hotties over at Well Read? Could use some pasta yumminess, real bad!!!!!

Is this Jack Idema?

Nope just a great disguise!!

For Posterity's sake.

Thanks for coming out last night
Hi there,It was nice for you to come out last night. I hope we'll do it at least once more...one more will be good enough for me.I hope there was no hangover, and you re having a good day at work. Enjoy ur day babygirl.DEE
posted by Dee&Carol at 12:19 PM 1 comment
Thursday, May 04, 2006

"You are a fuckin idiot, be you, man, woman or beast"


Morning baby
Hi babyJust wanna say good morning.Keep watching this space. Have a good day at work...DEE
posted by Dee&Carol at 9:57 AM 1 comment
Wednesday, May 03, 2006

"I have been watching this space for 5 shittin weeks. Get back to work you silly shemale"



Can i add fotos?
I am going to add a photo, a beautiful one if you give me one. I dont want to upload my sexy fotos first to save your weak heart.If you dont mind me taking 2 nice fotos tomorrow, i'll give u a nice shot (i mean photo shot, calm down)Dee
posted by Dee&Carol at 11:25 PM 1 comment

"Any photo but that scary-assed one by your profile!!! That thing gives me the creeps"



What do you think baby?
I just created a blog for us, like daily diary, personalised so we can leave thoughts. You dont have to accept but i want you to:-)Tell me what you think. This is my first post, and you can comment...Only if you give someone the web address, it cannot be located.Dee
posted by Dee&Carol at 11:19 PM 1 comment

"I think smarter and more entertaining things have oozed out of an infant's ass. :-)"

I am gonna get you...

You fucking town crier!!! Keep your bell shakin hands off my fucking wallet. Peace out to the rest of you Frecklers. Sorry I am really pissed.

STUMPY!!!!!!!!!!!

Have you been hittin' those stoves again? This has gotta stop but not untill I taste this sinful treat you've come up with. Yummmmmmmmmmmmm....may!!!!!

Heyaaa Constance

Hi Connie, its your old bud Nicholas Bittlebee. Long time no holler. The Gazpach told me to shoot you the 411 on the Town Crier. Mash this:

A town crier is a person who is employed by a town council to make public announcements in the streets.

They usually dress elaborately—by tradition in a red and gold robe, white breeches, black boots and a tricorne hat.

They carry a hand bell to attract people's attention, as they shout the words "Oyez, Oyez!" before making their announcements. The words "Oyez, Oyez!" mean "hear ye", which is a call for silence and attention. Oyez derives from the Anglo-Norman word for listen.
In Medieval England, town criers were the chief means of news communication with the people of the town since many people could not read or write.

Town criers were protected by the ruling monarch, as they sometimes brought bad news (for example, tax increases).

I'm out.