I’ve come to that stage in my life where I just want to buy a small house with a lawn. Not that I love lawns. I just have this incredible urge to yell at kids to stay the hell off my lawn. But first I need a lawn. Otherwise, I would just look insane.
crankypants.
Please. Not even worth leaving a comment on an entry like this. But thanks for the gesture.
Holy crap, you’re still alive and crabby. Like the crabgrass that will overtake your lawn.
Crabgrass? Not on my watch.
I think you should post more stuff… cuz your crabby attitude is awesome
I think you should follow me on Twitter because my tweets are awesome and I am lazy. @realsmivey
lawns are overrated unless you have a riding mower with a drink holder.
I was going to leave a comment about how cranky you are, but then I saw that you posted your Twitter ID thingy and it made me want to join Twitter just to read your fabulously dry wit and THEN I got distracted again by that Top Commenters list–three more and I win! That’s tempting…
So…I think I just made this comment all about me. Cool. Sorry!
Get a lawn!
Only three more comments to go, Lisa. C’mon, surely, you can find another blog entry to comment on (welcome back).
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