oh yes, I would have won! I had forgotten about the contest!
Joseph: Feel free to vote for your fave come voting day.
well joseph, this certainly won't be the last battle in infomania. stay tuned!
That peenee...Damn her gams...
Sweetie, we could tell, by the smell, that you haven't feeling well. You have to douche the cooch. Ugly women got pussies, too!
thou would know, wouldn't thou.
Feel better, Perhaps a lemon meringue pie would help!
i almost did a lemon meringue pie; i have a unique recipe and it's good.
Does this mean I'll have to host another contest next year?
no, next month!
You look like shit, Norma.Peenee's clutching onto that handbag of his like he's afraid you'll snatch his Vicodin.
i wish you'd tell me what you really think.would you believe peenee helped me decorate that room?
Is that your will you're reading?I'm in it, aren't I?
i made you the executrix.the dominatrix executrix.you do know how to turn a trix, right?
Maybe someone will enter a chicken soup recipe before it's too late!
specifying a poison matzo ball with my name on it!
Oh Norma... Things can't be that bad... you managed to still put a little bow in your hair. I'll help you jump peenee for that bag fulll of Vicodin... We could share
Forget it bitches, I got a lock on my bag.I think you look quite fetching with that charming little bow.Get well etc. etc.
i think i've turned a corner.
At least try not to forget to feed the corgis! Poor puppies!
corgis always come first here, not to worry.
Should I bring you some bromide with gin in it, and A nice warm sponge bath? Feel better dearie.
where's that sponge been?
No excuse for your bed Norma. No excuse.I'm getting the hose.
WAIT...i'll get up.
The PANTY hose?
Either empty the bedpan already as after 3 days' worth of whatever you excrete, it's no longer considered a bedpan, but a bathtub!
madge did tell me i was soaking in it.
I know. She just shoves you back in and smiles.
Did you know that "chenille" is French for "caterpillar"?
He'll need a Caterpillar machine to move him out of the bed. By now, his skin has fused into the mattress.
a chenille just crawled out of my snatch.
Get well soon, m'dear.
i've made a miraculous recovery.
I suggest you change those Priscilla curtains. That could only help your health.
and here i thought they made the room.
Please, we're all ears!