So I texted Tygs today
Dec. 14th, 2006 08:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrThis is the gist of what I texted her:
"Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked. If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, the real question is - who was he banging in the field that he only picked one peck all day?"
She basically said I was on towards nuts. So I replied:
"He's in the haystack with Blue, who def doesn't go there to sleep but to practice blowing horns."
My job is not interesting enough to keep my mind oocupied. Strange things occupy it instead.
"Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked. If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, the real question is - who was he banging in the field that he only picked one peck all day?"
She basically said I was on towards nuts. So I replied:
"He's in the haystack with Blue, who def doesn't go there to sleep but to practice blowing horns."
My job is not interesting enough to keep my mind oocupied. Strange things occupy it instead.
