the "next poster" game

Hey... who you calling weird? :heh:

The next poster could have slept in this morning... :yawn:

 

could have, would have, should have...

The next poster wants to wish Janis a belated Happy Birthday, they remember see the 28th a couple of days ago, but has the memory of... of... what animal has a bad memory? I forgot.

 

I not be late - I wished Janis happy birthday on the right day.

The next poster is very glad they have comprehensive insurance after last week's vandalism - the repair estimate is $4500!!

 

Close, but no cigar.

The next poster is just posting to increase their post count.

 

No, just posting to stay awake.

The next poster hopes to sleep in REALLY late tomorrow. (belated Happy B-day Janis!)

 

Nope; up earlier then usual, I'm afraid.

The next poster can't decide what to make for dinner, Saturday.

 

Well, kinda. Instead of thinking of what to make, I'm thinking of where to eat, since I have to work tonight.

The next poster is wondering why it feels so good to sleep after a shower.

 

Nope, but now I know what it feels like to actually get 8 hrs. of sleep instead of the usual 6 1/2!

The next poster needs to take a shower.

 

Nope...

The next poster is typing away while their Prius is getting detailed thanks to the wonderful b-day present from their daughters. (Yeah!)

(Missed you around these here parts galaxee... welcome back! And thanks to all for the b-day wishes!)

 

Well, my Prius did get detailed today.

The next poster has a kitty in the dryer.

 

Nope, Kitty is right under my feet!

The next poster is going to floss their teeth shortly.

 

Well, Im going to before I go to bed.

The next poster is having a glass of Tropicana Raspberry Lemonade and enjoying it.

 

Nope but that does sound good.

The next poster had fondue for dinner tonight.

 

Nope, pizza and egg rolls!

The next poster is going grocery shopping tomorrow.

 

Nope.

The next poster is singing an old Bob Dylan song.

 

Nope. Not listening to anything right now.

The next poster turned 29 last Friday.

 

29? I wish.

The next poster knows that Pamela Anderson and Kim Cattrall grew up about a hundred miles apart, and wonders if we should be testing the local water supply.

 

I did not know that.

The next poster hates paying bills.

 

I don't particularly hate it but it's not what I would call a good time.

The next poster suddenly has a craving for some Pringles.