Time for ketchup and pass the grey poupon.
Kudos to the KC Royals for outlasting the Oakland A's in extra innings.
I have now become obsessed with "Forensic Files." Are people that devious and stupid to think they can get away with murder.
The Braves suck as usual and didn't make the playoffs. Gone is Frank Wren, the gm, and the hitting coach resigned today. Freddi Gonzalez should be looking for a new job....and soon.
Gordon Ramsey is a pompous puck. But his shows are entertaining.
Old Betsy. my Buick Park Avenue, has a new sister. Haven't named her yet, but she is a Buick LeSabre. 2005 model which suits and fits my 6 foot 5 inch frame just fine.
Winning the lottery has evaded me. So trips around the worls, villas on the Mediterranean, and charitable donations are on hold....for the moment. 1 in 80 zillion aren't the best odds.
Pat yourself on the back: yours truly ousted 64 contestants in the Ga Poker Nights monthly tournament.
And won $500 smackers. Humble to a fault I outplayed my last adversary. Beat him like a drum-he didn't know what hit him.
Big as all cuffy is an expression my mom used a lot. Meaning you're a pompus puck.
Piccadilly Cafeteria keeps airing ads on the boob tube. Nuff said. Thanks for the mammaries.
Farewell and adieu. The poupon is delish.
P.S. Please pass the jelly.
