Excuse me it should be Cap’n Chaos… not Captain… like Cap’n Crunch – Cap’n Chaos has NOT logged real time in the navy and doesn’t carry the official CAPTAIN title like a CAPTAIN Stubbing might …
I can’t wait another day
I think I’m giving in
How I long to hold you tight
oh oh be with you tonight
That still don’t make it right
cause I belong to him
So which one is Jesus? The one she’s clingin’ too .. or the one she belongs too. Because it’s okay to love the Lord, as long as you don’t LOVE the Lord.
I can’t believe you wrote “BJ” on Becky’s diary… I call fondue on you. The biggest ever.
At least I didn’t say moist.
And you are more of a fon-don’t.
Cap’n Chaos, I’m the original fon DO. Ask David.
GASP!! You did not say MOIST. You know Becky hates the word MOIST, and here you are saying MOIST right in her diary. I think the floor of the Compound will be MOIST with your blood, unless the frito bbq dust picks it up.
Just call me Captain Chaos. 🙂
Yes! Captain Chaos, I blame you for the dust under my TV and the many unpacked boxes throughout my house.
This gives lie to Marika’s idea that you’re Mr. Clean.
Excuse me it should be Cap’n Chaos… not Captain… like Cap’n Crunch – Cap’n Chaos has NOT logged real time in the navy and doesn’t carry the official CAPTAIN title like a CAPTAIN Stubbing might …
Someone has obviously never watched South Park.
One would think a German would know how to spell Steubing.
Gasp. Don’t make get out MY camera, my pretty…..
No one SAW me put the dust under the tv….
life!!! There is life on the Cochrane diary! Saints be praised!
And also a BBQ Frito frenzy taking place at the moment.
I can only hope no blood will be spilled.
I lost a finger.
That’s exactly why I like the unpopular brands of snacks no one has ever been injured going after a Funyon
I think it is safe to assume that no one ever will, either.
Exactly … that an plain old bugles… as long as I can wipe bugle grease on someone elses shirt I’m livin fine.
Disgusting. Bugles are disgusting.
see… I don’t have to share. It works for me.
and for serious … right now IN THE GHETTO is playing on my itunes … I kinda think of it as OUR song.
Honey, I’ve missed you … and I’m doing good, I’d love to be with you — if only I could.
M
Your cruelty knows no bounds.
it’s part of my charm … ask Cap’n Chaos.
No one ever believes me what i say she is wretched and vile…until they learn from cruel experience…
but heaven’s just a sin away….
I can’t wait another day
I think I’m giving in
How I long to hold you tight
oh oh be with you tonight
That still don’t make it right
cause I belong to him
Love those Kendall’s awesome song.
I just think it’s creepy they were singing about Jesus.
WHAT! That’s about Jesus? I thought it was about some hot rodeo rider.
So which one is Jesus? The one she’s clingin’ too .. or the one she belongs too. Because it’s okay to love the Lord, as long as you don’t LOVE the Lord.
I feel dirty.
The verse where she want to give the Lord a blowjob grosses me out to no end.
I can’t believe you wrote “BJ” on Becky’s diary… I call fondue on you. The biggest ever.
At least I didn’t say moist.
And you are more of a fon-don’t.
Cap’n Chaos, I’m the original fon DO. Ask David.
GASP!! You did not say MOIST. You know Becky hates the word MOIST, and here you are saying MOIST right in her diary. I think the floor of the Compound will be MOIST with your blood, unless the frito bbq dust picks it up.
tell me about it. She’s all about cruelty.
Hey, I just pose the questions … I can’t help if people get hurt by the answers
Does that make you the poser?
in so many ways …
You don’t always pose questions. Sometimes you just assume…big difference. 😛
Well perhaps there is something that makes me assume… if someone throws something out there — what am I supposed to do?
hahahhaha
Pay closer attention, perhaps?
ahem… I can’t help it if someone throws something out there and you have to ask. I was paying attention… that’s why things were asked —
I would have thought by now that you’d know you don’t ask the question, you wait and giggle about it behind their back later.
Have you learned nothing, my young padewan apprentice?
Sometimes I can’t help myself, and you are not always there to offer guidence. I will do better
Wait, so this means, I have to worry about Greg now, too?
F**k me. Me thinks I am in trouble now for sure.
Oh my, my life is wasted…
lol
It’s good to read you again, Becky.
A wonderful,atistic friend of mine had a poster that said “dull women have immaculate houses.” I loved that!
Sorry, that should say “artistic” (not atistic)!
Chaos
That button is a sign in my kitchen – along with “Dull women have immaculate homes”! 😉
Shawn Lea
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