Today Jemmy is another year older, another year sillier and another year closer to the inevitable Rheumatoid Thrustitis. Shame...
What is Rheumatoid Thrustitis, you say? You'll have to ask Elsie. But it has something to do with being an aged teen idol, working on a cruise ship and spreading your loving around the ship...
Last night we had a delightful dinner and movie night at Loraine's house. Unfortunately for Loraine she invited me, Jemmy and Elsie (aka The Tourette Triplets).
I can't tell you the things that came out of our mouths (though those of you in the inner circle can surely ascertain how base and grody it got). We all laughed so hard our bellies hurt - and that's what really matters, right?
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I have nothing left to give after last night.
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Aw. I feel loved. Thanks, IH. You're awesome!
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