Thursday, April 26, 2012

Le Weekend

Mistress MJ is ready for it.

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Are you?

43 comments:

  1. Yay first!
    As ready as I'll ever be!

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  2. Second! (Only to the Princess, of course.) Ready Eddie! I've got the fever for the flavor of a Pringles! Rarin' to go! Yeah!!

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  3. Don't bogart those Pringles®, my friend.

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  4. I'm going to have to call Room Service, the way you Bitches are going through Pringles.

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  5. By it kabuki assumes you mean the rubber room. Cuz these bitches can make u crazy!!

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    1. kabuki: A rubber room? What an excellent idea.

      Shall we put it next to the Cheese Room?

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  6. THOM: A weekend is a block of time you will set aside to complete your Infomaniac Bitches Got Talent assignment.

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  7. MJ Darling!
    You are a master at the mystery of the google, so I am calling upon you.

    I received an email from what I think could be google telling me they'll delete my blog because of some legacy blogger account something. What is this, and what's it about, and more importantly WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?

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    1. PETRA: I was unfamiliar with the term “legacy account” but let’s hope that this link helps you.

      BITCHES: Can anyone shed any light on Petra’s predicament?

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    2. Oh, I guess this is an old test blog I had... I can live with that

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    1. BOXER: Let us pray for Petra (aka CyberPete.)

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    2. There aren't enough beads on my rosary!

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    3. Maybe you can get a few more from your chain of analbeads?

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    4. Again...remind me why I missed you?

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    5. Because you love me unconditionally

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    6. Oh I can think of a few conditions.

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    7. *ahem*
      stNationsApr 26, 2012 04:03 PM
      Conditioner is a bad lube for anal beads. Your butt can get an allergic reaction and the next thing you know you're scooting across the carpet like a dog with a bad case of 'motile rice'. Then you have to clean your carpet. Nobody wants to clean butt-flavored conditioner out of their carpet. Imagine explaining that to the carpet cleaning guy. It would be embarrassing. Then theres the whole issue of showing up at mass with a greasy-ass rosary. Or a greasy ass-rosary. Whichever. *becomes distracted by imaginary nuns* Oh hail, Mary.

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    8. NATIONS: You're munching the carpet as we speak, aren't you?

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  9. I was looking forward to my weekend sojourn but the weather forecast says rain yet again, must remember to pack a plastic rain bonnet. I've just seen Youtube footage of the guesthouse we'll be staying in, I'm not jumping for joy!

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    1. We'll want a full travelogue.

      Funnily enough, I caught sight of an old lady in a plastic rain bonnet yesterday and paused a moment, wondering where she purchased it.

      I hadn't seen one of those in years.

      Not that I want one, of course.

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  10. I'm about 1/3 drunk at the mo. And I made cornbread. You want ready for the weekend? I'M 1/3 OF THE WAY THERE AHEAD OF YE, ME HEARTIES! *becomes distracted by imaginary pirates*

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  11. I HAVE CORNBREAD! I HAVE CORNBREAD!

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    1. NATIONS: Is it REAL cornbread?

      Or imaginary cornbread like the imaginary pirates and imaginary nuns.

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    2. I want cornbread. I want it now and no fucking pirate's getting in my way.

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    3. Clear the decks!

      Crazed cornbread whore coming through!

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  12. Also, I spent the afternoon getting my nails did and I'm not about to ruin my manicure by grubbing around in a possibly empty Pringles tin, so can someone hand me one to go with the cornbread. Please?

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  13. there's a talent contest? *sigh* xoxoxoxo

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    1. YES, there is a talent contest here, Miss Savannah!

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  14. an upholstered storage headboard with a swing-up door.
    is there no end to your quest for the finest that money can buy?

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    1. NORMA: That "storage" headboard is my mini bar!

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  15. Here you go, dear Mr. PeeNee. Have some delicious cornbread-ed goodness!

    *hopes to fuck that one, dammit, JUST ONE link works for a change...let alone attempt at html linkage*

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  16. You Bitches can stuff your cornbread AND your manicures because IT'S SNOWING HERE!

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  17. Anal beads....dog shit on carpet...pringles....mani's....cornbread...upholstered headboards....DQ's.....mixed with many jiggers of vodka and we have the Bitches Weekend! I say "Let it rain" cause all y'all have it covered (and then some!)

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  18. Is there, really, a "Canadian Club"?

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