Keith Richards was so fucking hot when my mom was a kid! And he’ll be in a movie with Johnny Depp this summer. *looks at paper* Oh, we’ll be blowing up Iran then as well, but Johnny Depp… Keith Richards… The dude fell out of coconut tree! I love Keith Richards. I have the boobs to marry a rockstar older than my parents’ don’t I?
Listen to Exile on Main Street, or Can’t You Hear Me Knocking on Sticky Fingers. I give him a pass on dad-snorting (just not my dad, Keef).
All I can say is, when Keef’s turn comes, nobody’s going to need to cut his ashes with anything to get a major high.
The man’s a cockroach, nothing will kill him. After the nuclear holocaust, all that will remain will be cockroaches, Keith Richards, and Cher.
The new parts of Cher, or the whole person? Why do the cockroaches get Cher and Keef? All we’ll have is… everyone else. Hmm. And my 50 pound Chow mix regularly kills cockroaches, so Keef better stay away from Dixie – though just sniffing his leg would probably make any animal high…
After the nuclear holocaust, all that will remain will be cockroaches, Keith Richards, and Cher. And hostas. Almost NOTHING kills those things. Too much sun, maybe, but where I live you can basically plant ’em and forget ’em for the rest of your life. They’ll just keep getting bigger and bigger and…. Mmmmmmn, and maybe Linda Carter. She looks *damn* good for her age, and it doesn’t appear to be “scary plastic surgery looks good”, either.
Rose thorns, but not the roses. And poison ivy – my immune sister is ecstatic tha twe have the weed in our front yard, and proceeded to rub it all over her arms and legs. her-“I think I see something!” me=”Take a bendaryl.” (an hour later) her-“I think I see something!” me=”Take a bendaryl.” and so on. Lawn care is not for the faint of heart or the allergic – I slept. American Idol Those almost microscopic ants that have taken over our bathroom that will be killed nothing except brute force. Speaking of insects and and insecticide, we sprayed for bugs for the first time this year last week, and now Keef, but hundreds, thousands of lady bugs are now stuck to our foundation and the palmetto bugs* are out – Dixie’s already killed one, luckily outside, in the grass. *palmetto bug – Southern way of saying cockroach. *turns to Dixie. “No killing Keith Richards while I’m at the doctor!”*
elyabethe, we don’t need pesky reality. This is Keef, man. He’s beyond reality. If he wasn’t, he’d be dead by now.
Argh, I forgot the Z! I wasn’t mocking you by misspelling your name, I swear, it was just hard to spell and I had to scroll past my blather about bugs.
Speaking of insects and and insecticide, we sprayed for bugs for the first time this year last week, and now Keef, but hundreds, thousands of lady bugs are now stuck to our foundation and the palmetto bugs* are out – Dixie’s already killed one, luckily outside, in the grass I believe that’s what happens when you spray for bugs instead of against bugs.
And hostas. Almost NOTHING kills those things. I don’t know where you live, Laurie, but ’round these parts we call hostas “snail chow.”
Ron: Minnesota. Where if we get any of the slimy little critters, they are naked and helpless (slugs). The snails around here are mostly aquatic. I forgot about slugs — I don’t usually have a problem with slugs in my garden. When I find one, I just fling it out onto the sidewalk and the birds take care of it for me. 🙂 I hear they like beer enough that they’ll drown in it if you sink jar lids of it into the ground near your plants. *evil grin* Insert obligatory wisecrack about those from Wisconsin HERE=>_______________. You must be from further south…? OK, so maybe the hostas have to be left off the list. Dang. They survive in my garden, they HAVE to be pretty tough. Just maybe not cockroaches/Keith Richards tough.