SATM is reading a book. That SATM is my sister.
SATM is reading a book. That SATM is my sister.
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SATM is walking on the banks of Plum Creek..
SATM is walking along Severn's shore.
SATM is packing for an exotic vacation. (sadly, not me)
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?
SATM is waiting for a certain someone to come home so that they can eat dinner.![]()
Ethel Mertz: Gee, this high altitude sure gives me an appetite.
Fred Mertz: What's your excuse at sea level?
Fred Mertz: Now what are we supposed to do? Thumb a ride on a passing halibut?
Ricky Ricardo: I can't afford it.
Lucy Ricardo: Those must have been the first English words you learned.
SATM is coughing in a very quiet room...
SATM finds their sitting position uncomfortable.
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SATM highly peeved over poetry...![]()
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
SATM is still sleepy.
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SATM is making sure she is the last poster on this thread.![]()
Ethel Mertz: Gee, this high altitude sure gives me an appetite.
Fred Mertz: What's your excuse at sea level?
Fred Mertz: Now what are we supposed to do? Thumb a ride on a passing halibut?
Ricky Ricardo: I can't afford it.
Lucy Ricardo: Those must have been the first English words you learned.
SATM is eating a Reeses (while being the last poster on this thread)
I intend to live forever...
so far so good.
not for long! SATM is reecuperating from a talk with Lebanese relatives. *shudders*
Ethel Mertz: Gee, this high altitude sure gives me an appetite.
Fred Mertz: What's your excuse at sea level?
Fred Mertz: Now what are we supposed to do? Thumb a ride on a passing halibut?
Ricky Ricardo: I can't afford it.
Lucy Ricardo: Those must have been the first English words you learned.
SATM is dreading going to work.
FRANCISCO
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.
Hamlet Act I Scene I
SATM is so @#!!** fed up with disabillity, he wishes he could go to work!![]()
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...