LJ as a Message Service...

I'm home. Yes, it's late, but Ft Worth traffic was INSANE. Once again I am assured of the fact that NO ONE ELSE in Texas knows how to drive. And most of them live in DFW.

Anyway, I plugged in the machine of the Gods and I have only one thing to say...

THANKYOU!THANKYOU!THANKYOU!WILLYOUBEMYBABYDADDY,CAUSEILOVEYOUSOMUCH!!11!!!elevenety one!!

My carpet tells me it feels like it's been raped. MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! I love my new vacuum!!!!!!













And no. It's not tragically sad that I am in love with a vacuum. If women could suck like this, men would be afraid of us.