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Monday, November 02, 2009

Vera Speaks - Show 332 (NOT 333)

It's An Extended Vacation Gooch-A-Palooza!

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Blogger jockfullorobert said...

Normally, I don't give a fiddler's fart about conscience and his whiny, pedantic, passive/aggressive bullshit...however, after coming to the realization that many of his problems are a direct result of your lack of concern for his welfare, I feel the need to speak up.

Actually, I'm surprised you haven't been visited by Conscience Protective Services.

To avoid the knock on the door from CPS, or the eventual monies spent on his therapy, you might want to change your putative ways muy pronto.

You could, at the very least, give Conscience activities to keep him occupied while he is captive, I mean, relegated to the abyss of your rental.

Have you not heard of coloring books? Sticker books? Pop-up books? Age appropriate games?

Surely, at your income level, you could spring for a Game Boy, or XBox.

If your attitude and behavior toward Conscience doesn't soon change, you might want to sleep with one eye open. After all, you've armed him with weaponry. And he is precocious. Put two and two together.

Anyway, consider yourself forewarned.

Oh, and I believe the word is putative, not putatative. I could be wrong. Hahahahaha.


Monday, November 02, 2009 9:42:00 AM  
Blogger jockfullorobert said...

And I've witnessed a few of those Texas Fat-asses in my general vicinity.

We call them snowbirds...then shoot them with buckshot so they'll stay off the lawn.

Monday, November 02, 2009 9:45:00 AM  
Blogger jockfullorobert said...

one final thing...Gooch, you're hummingbird metabolism pisses me off.

Monday, November 02, 2009 9:47:00 AM  
Blogger jockfullorobert said...


Monday, November 02, 2009 9:57:00 AM  
Blogger nico said...

Um, wow. That is one messed up looking meatloaf.
Loved the episode, and oh,
It's: Dia de los Muertos.
Dias de la muerta would be days of the dead woman.

Tuesday, November 03, 2009 7:14:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Are you sure that is not a SC Fat ass, he looks alot like Big fatty...

Hope your trip is going better now.

BTW the wicked woopies are awesome.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009 4:55:00 AM  
Anonymous Scott said...

that meatloaf reminds of something. Ah yes. It looks just like your spaghetti sauce.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009 11:28:00 AM  
Blogger Teri said...

Dear Auntie, you *should* have tied Texas Fatty's moobs in a knot. If he does that to you, a complete stranger, imagine what he does to his poor family! Still, your getting the seat he wanted fills my inner 6-year-old with glee - HEE! This was a happy podcast: $50 Vi repairs AND you get to mock a blowhard. Happy gay Christmas indeed!

Wednesday, November 04, 2009 4:09:00 PM  

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