Well who's going to get you off of the Jic...and that's not Jiffy peanut butter that you as a little yellow bus rider had for your lunch everyday. I never was on the booze, it was you, but you wouldn't remember because you have a lapse of memory. And no wonder you forgot my birthday, you are checking with the wrong hospital...Parkland...that's where you were born...many, many, years ahead of me...ole timer! Check with Baylor of Dallas they got me there....ole man....hahahaha. And stop trying to give me your medication...I don't take that strong stuff. You are the only person that I know who can't get a prescription at the pharmacy because you keep coming back asking for a refills, when you just got your your 20 refills 15 minutes ago. You forgot you even picked it up at the pharmacy early...take a pill Buddy....take a pill! hahaha
That was nice , I think your birthday is the last part of March , I will check with Parkland to make sure. Mrs Talk Radio why can't you stay on your medication and be the nice crazy person you are. You made it clear to me you like your Terrell ,Texas location . There are lot worst places you would fit in fine. Be nice ,take your medicine and stay off the bottle and treat me with the respect I am due. It was me that got you off that Garrett Snuff and Thunderbird.
Oh boy is it on now !!!!!!!!!! Oh no you didn't go there! See how I'm looking at you in the picture..."what is Buddy doing now? " He knows I only let "professional photographers" take my picture! He's going to have to pay me for this picture and for publication of this picture. Somebody hold me back. Is he stupid? Why of course Deb...you do know your subject. How dare you insult my intelligence Buddy. Jealousy will get you no where. [Let me go and cut my finger nails so I can really read you with typed words...clip, clip, clip...ouch...clip, clip.] You are just jealous because I can stand my grounds with your size 20 shoes taking over all of the space that I'm in. GET OUT OF MY SPACE BUDDY! Get back! You don't know who you are missing with. Yeah you are my big brother, but now you are acting like my little wienie brother. The one that sat next to you on the little yellow bus. You just wish you could Talk like me. Stay close to me and you may learn something while you are in detention....hahahaha. Oh and since you say that my barrel is empty....please don't fill it with anything that you know....you will only corrupt my learning and retaining ability. I need those two factors in order to deal with you...because you don't even have a barrel to put anything in it...hehaw, hehaw. Now don't you have indigestion now from all of the bad things you have said about me....oops...i n d i g e s t i o n....ask Galen what that means, I know you ability to recognize "big" words is in in your vocabulary....hahahaha...little yellow bus...come blow your horn...Buddy is sitting on the front porch, cause no one's at home. Can you pick up Buddy on the Getto in of Alonzo Place where Buddy lives...right down the street from the prosperous Young Sisters, because Buddy's house needs to be condemned! hahahaha. Wimpy...wimpy ...wimpy...Buddy needs a bottle and a diaper change too. Now go to sleep little brother. Buddy go night...night...night...night...night..night...Buddy go night...night....sleep....sleep....sleep. That's the song I sang to my granddaughter. And you act just like her sometimes.
Just looking at your picture one would think you are a kind heart , caring intelligent ,well spoken lady,not so. I was told by a wise person that an empty barrel make the most noise. Mrs Talk Radio your barrel is empty. On my special day ,the day I was born on over forty years ago , you suggested that I rub my head to see whats missing. I tell you what's missing ,dumb stuff is missing, and a brain that's drown in alcohol. Sorry I can't say the same about you. Do you like the name I gave you (Mrs Talk Radio) if not we can change it to All MOUTH. You call me your little brother,then attach me on my birthday. We go to far back for that,we were child hood neighbors,remember (Alonzo Place) where you live on the worst end of the street . I use to look forward to Christmas coming once a year now it's your Birthday Mrs Empty Barrel .
What!!! You still carrying around those same "three books." (I guess you would need to refer back to them on a daily basis in order to communicate with the campus family.) So no wonder your vocabulary has not changed...ha, ha, ha! Come on Buddy...come on upto "our" level...or you are going to be left behind...again! How many times have you been left behind...and what grade or you in now...it's been so long...and the class has graduted to so many higher grade levels...we all forgot who you are/were...and by the way...what is your name?
Ms. Talk Radio please read contest rules if you can . I know you are a follower ,but please not Cassie .I had to teach her how to count ,she never made it to ten .I can start your reading experience where I started mind years ago. These may be a little difficult for you if so ,I will try and find some books on you reading level. Can you handle these three ,We Come And Go , We Look And See or Fun With Dick AND Jane. The dog name is Spot .
Buddy...Mary is gone home...she couldn't stand it anymore...she was all laughed out! She left these words for you: "Deb...oops...Ms. Talk Radio...tell Buddy....that they put that strait jacket on us because we didn't know how to hold up our hands like you did when you went to jail...ha, ha, ha. And the penny in the knotted handkerchief, it wasn't my penny...it must have been yours, because you never were a good cub-scout and you couldn't even "tie" your shoe laces...oh...that's right....you had no shoe laces in your shoes. So back to the drawing board for you...oh... I forgot..."Art" class was not your better subject...you thought Art was writing on the walls...not on a canvas...in the boys bathroom. Now get that soap and water and wash those walls down...ha, ha, ha! Bad boy...bad boy...what you gonna do?????? (Huge HAHAHAHAHA!)
Ms Talk Radio Is that the Mary with the little white lamp or the Mary who 's quit contrary . The one who use to be my friend. How quick she turn on me ,just for that she has given me my last JERL Curl . You Young's have always been alright with me , even when they sent you to Terrell ,I told the doctor not to put you in that Strait Jacket . I told him ,hand cuffs ,chains ,and three arm guards should be sufficient with at least two machine guns. Since you have gotten out , I heard that you are working two piece puzzles , i'm sorry trying to work a two piece puzzles . I had a bad ideal ,it was letting Mary help you with it . Since we go way back and i'm the one who showed you how to get to school without going across that freeway every day .You just might owe me your life , Remember that Twenty car pile up you cause , when you drop that penny out of that handkerchief, with that bad knot you tied .I said Ms Talk Radio why would you tie up one penny in a handkerchief why not do like Mary keep it in you mouth . I will never forget what you told me , You said I might drink it .
Hey Buddy...Mary is sitting next to me laughing her head off...she said to tell you that we had newspaper on our books, because we were trying to find The Good Will Store where you got your pants from because they sold you the wrong size, that's why you had two belts on...and with suspenders to keep them up...Fred Sanford...now that's Mary talking to you ...not Talk Radio. She's being nice..this is her first time...so I'm breaking her in. Now about the short bus...how would you know I was on it...unless you were sitting next to me...or maybe you were the driver...that's why we flipped that day..and you got that knot on your head...now that's still Mary talking...not Talk Radio. Now about the knife in our little girl pocket book..we didn't carry pocket books...because we didn't carry money...we always stole your "only" quarter that was your lunch money. Mary said...you are so correct about the Bher paint..because we bought "high class" paint...not watered down paint that you always bought to school with poisoning lead in it. Now I Talk Radio say... being a majorette and yeah, the other girls were going the wrong way...never me...I knew where I was supposed to end up. I wanted to make that "grand" exit across the field...so you could take a picture for our year book. And what do you know about study hall..spell it! And Ms. Suber did send me to the study hall to tell you that you had been elected to be the first one to go to jail from BTW...and no bonds posted.
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Well who's going to get you off of the Jic...and that's not Jiffy peanut butter that you as a little yellow bus rider had for your lunch everyday. I never was on the booze, it was you, but you wouldn't remember because you have a lapse of memory. And no wonder you forgot my birthday, you are checking with the wrong hospital...Parkland...that's where you were born...many, many, years ahead of me...ole timer! Check with Baylor of Dallas they got me there....ole man....hahahaha. And stop trying to give me your medication...I don't take that strong stuff. You are the only person that I know who can't get a prescription at the pharmacy because you keep coming back asking for a refills, when you just got your your 20 refills 15 minutes ago. You forgot you even picked it up at the pharmacy early...take a pill Buddy....take a pill! hahaha
That was nice , I think your birthday is the last part of March , I will check with Parkland to make sure. Mrs Talk Radio why can't you stay on your medication and be the nice crazy person you are. You made it clear to me you like your Terrell ,Texas location . There are lot worst places you would fit in fine. Be nice ,take your medicine and stay off the bottle and treat me with the respect I am due. It was me that got you off that Garrett Snuff and Thunderbird.
Oh boy is it on now !!!!!!!!!! Oh no you didn't go there! See how I'm looking at you in the picture..."what is Buddy doing now? " He knows I only let "professional photographers" take my picture! He's going to have to pay me for this picture and for publication of this picture. Somebody hold me back. Is he stupid? Why of course Deb...you do know your subject. How dare you insult my intelligence Buddy. Jealousy will get you no where. [Let me go and cut my finger nails so I can really read you with typed words...clip, clip, clip...ouch...clip, clip.] You are just jealous because I can stand my grounds with your size 20 shoes taking over all of the space that I'm in. GET OUT OF MY SPACE BUDDY! Get back! You don't know who you are missing with. Yeah you are my big brother, but now you are acting like my little wienie brother. The one that sat next to you on the little yellow bus. You just wish you could Talk like me. Stay close to me and you may learn something while you are in detention....hahahaha. Oh and since you say that my barrel is empty....please don't fill it with anything that you know....you will only corrupt my learning and retaining ability. I need those two factors in order to deal with you...because you don't even have a barrel to put anything in it...hehaw, hehaw. Now don't you have indigestion now from all of the bad things you have said about me....oops...i n d i g e s t i o n....ask Galen what that means, I know you ability to recognize "big" words is in in your vocabulary....hahahaha...little yellow bus...come blow your horn...Buddy is sitting on the front porch, cause no one's at home. Can you pick up Buddy on the Getto in of Alonzo Place where Buddy lives...right down the street from the prosperous Young Sisters, because Buddy's house needs to be condemned! hahahaha. Wimpy...wimpy ...wimpy...Buddy needs a bottle and a diaper change too. Now go to sleep little brother. Buddy go night...night...night...night...night..night...Buddy go night...night....sleep....sleep....sleep. That's the song I sang to my granddaughter. And you act just like her sometimes.
Just looking at your picture one would think you are a kind heart , caring intelligent ,well spoken lady,not so. I was told by a wise person that an empty barrel make the most noise. Mrs Talk Radio your barrel is empty. On my special day ,the day I was born on over forty years ago , you suggested that I rub my head to see whats missing. I tell you what's missing ,dumb stuff is missing, and a brain that's drown in alcohol. Sorry I can't say the same about you. Do you like the name I gave you (Mrs Talk Radio) if not we can change it to All MOUTH. You call me your little brother,then attach me on my birthday. We go to far back for that,we were child hood neighbors,remember (Alonzo Place) where you live on the worst end of the street . I use to look forward to Christmas coming once a year now it's your Birthday Mrs Empty Barrel .
OH FRED, 3 YOUNGS....CAN YOU HANDLE THEM? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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