Phriends...

By splord -
... are the best thing in the world to have.

Thank you Steve, Christina, PD, Ralph, Jen (especially) and all the rest of you for being mine.

(this post brought to you, in part, by Absolut Vodka - but it's the truth, nonetheless)

Comments

Anonymous said…
I concur. Thank you back.
May 25, 2008 at 8:59 AM
Steve said…
i concur with Christina's concurrence and thank you both back (and front)
May 25, 2008 at 9:19 AM
Jennifer said…
I can concur with the best of 'em, and I leave it to Ralph's capable self to further the back & front theme ;)
May 25, 2008 at 6:23 PM
PortlyDyke said…
I also concur -- and I will say that, imo, alcohol (of any kind) does not fabricate truth -- but often reveals it.

((((((pido and all my phriends at Isle de Misfit)))))

I miss you all and am looking forward to getting my project wrapped so that I can keep up better!
May 26, 2008 at 4:59 AM
The Cunning Runt said…
Well, what's left but... sideways??

I'm a piss-poor communicator, and have let some truly worthy Phriends slip away by not keeping in touch, much to my sorrow and shame.

Perhaps this new medium will make it easy enough, even for a sorry specimen like me, 'cause I love you people.

And that's the unlubricated truth.

Well, perhaps a little lubricated, fer chrissakes, I just grillled a steak!!!
May 26, 2008 at 9:18 PM
splord said…
just testing something.....
May 28, 2008 at 6:01 PM
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