Friday, October 20, 2006
REPORTED! (For making me puke!)
Oh dear, honey. My husband Guy used to write this shit to me to, then one day he stopped. Good luck.
SARAH VITELLI & DAEIN BALLARD MAY 21, 2005 Newlyweds for 417 days! HOW WE MET It took one bored girl and one bored guy to surf around on emode.com, write up cheesy little profiles, and by chance, fall into each other's path. Daein found my profile one afternoon while sitting at a computer in Orono ME. He says he immediately fell in love with me upon visiting my website and reading all about me. He then compossed the most wonderful, romantic email, including a poem and sent it to me on May 24th. I recieved his email a few days later on the 27th. Upon reading his first few lines, I was taken away. By the time I finished reading the email/poem, I knew he was The One.
We began emailing each other and chatting on the computer. On June 23 we met for the first time in New Hampshire at Green Tops Campground, where I was working at the time. I'll never forget the first moment I saw him.... He walked around the corner and looked into my eyes and smiled..... I've been hopelessly in love ever since and our love for each other has grown more with each passing day since then. WHEN WE GOT ENGAGED August 16, 2004
I think I just threw up in my mouth a little...
Friday, October 13, 2006
PRLTC
I've heard from a number of you who wished to alert me to the recent news that Pat Robertson can leg press 2,000 pounds.

It appears as though a lot of people are skeptical of this claim, considering that the previous world record was about 1300 pounds.
Also, Pat Robertson is 76. And possibly delusional.
However! I wonder if any of you skeptics have considered this: can you disprove the fact that Pat Robertson can leg press 2,000 pounds?
Not so smug now, are you?
I AM REPORTING YOU!
Evil do-ers! I have compiled my list and will be turning it over to the authorities. As soon as I finish filling out this check to Billy Graham, I am off to find the authorities, and then you demonic beasts are toast.
Then, a nice cup of tea, and I might give the man of the house a hand-job.
I WILL SMOTE THEE!!!























