Look deep into my eyes… Listen to the imaginary voice in my head telling you everything you want to hear… You’re getting veeery sleeepy… You are now under my command.
See those two new tabs up there under the Tin Man? The ones labled “Prime” and “Give!“?
Those tabs are to be explored extensively and the links within clicked on often. Almost as often as you click on the links in the outstanding blogroll to the right and down a bit. Simple. Even a caveman can do it.
When you awake, you will feel refreshed and have no memory of this conversation, but feel an overwhelming urge to join a TEA Party, visit The Other McCain for some Rule 5 goodness, and bake a strudel.
I’m on a horse.
You’re riding backwards on a horse!
Heh, Makes sense. I’m usually backwards at everything I do.
I was referring to the Old Spice commercial as I thought you were.
“The tickets are now diamonds.” LMAO!
Ha! Yea, I was. And I knew you were too. My lame attempt at humor, mixed with the sad truth. It’s tough to be funny in print especially when I’m just funny lookin’. 🙂