Track Palin and his new bride are coming to live with us!
or
Peppermint Patties no longer exist!
or
All the neighbors can hear us when we fart!
or
From now on you have to wear your hair and dress exactly like Prince!
And then, without thinking, we have to make the expression we think we'd make had we just been told this awful news and after we've done that we laugh our fool heads off and we rejoice in the knowing that none of it is true.
Yeah. So?
Julie Jive Talk
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Do you think Track Palin ran track in high school? Actually, did he even finish high school?
Can anybody explain where those names all came from?
Just curious.
I am rejoicing, because I am back from my way too long of a blog break and now I get to soak in the fabulous rays of wittiness and splendor that emanate from you, my friend.
So glad to be back.
Did Track Palin meet his bride at a track meet? Tracking moose?
God, I need to track that down.
No matter how many times I say it--- "Hi, I'm Track" "I love you Track" "TRACK! Get over here!" "Has anyone seen Track?" "Oh hey Track, How're ya doin?" "Track has shingles." ---I just can't process it.
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