You see, I, of course, asked the waitron how many birthdays they had a night. She rolled her eyes and sighing, said (see above). – about 9 hours ago from web
“Everyone says they have a birthday because they all think they get a free cheesecake but they don’t. They just get a sundae.” Waitron. – about 9 hours ago from web
Home now but pretend I’m at the Cheesecake Factory and texting that waitrons are regaling a 9th table with Happy Birthday (I am incognito). – about 9 hours ago from web
Third time in two weeks H.o.p. has brought up “Don Giovanni”. Time to wonder what the best DVD production is. – about 13 hours ago from web
The shoes are gone. Marty came home with boots for me for my birthday! Cobbler elves rejoice in some peculiar equilibrium sustained. – about 13 hours ago from TwitterFox
“Sitting here turning to fuckin’ jello with Looneytunes 24 hours a day.” Overheard on Marty’s cell. Musicians discuss relaxing during lull. – about 13 hours ago from TwitterFox
“I was killed 100 times in a row and I’m still at the same level. I’m getting real bored with this.” Karmaking (Or So Sayeth H.o.p.) – about 16 hours ago from TwitterFox
Drag Queen size dye-me square toe pumps sitting beside the apartment trash for two days, forlorn and ignored by tran hookers. – about 17 hours ago from TwitterFox
I give up on TwitterTools but I’m leaving it activated just in case it spontaneously decides to work sometime in the future.
Having now given up on Twittertools, I’ve placed a Twitterbadge in the sidebar above the search window and tweets can be seen there.
This toy has, so far, only frustrated me.
We are not entertained.
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