A Word To Ennui Boy.
I've loved you since I first laid eyes on your asspants, errrr, I mean your ski pants, and I said to myself: At last, my love has come along.
My lonely days are over,
and life is like a song.
My lonely days are over,
and life is like a song.
posted by cakeboom at
6:07 PM
6 Comments:
I love love love that song. It is absolutely the best.
Ain't love grand?
Tooooo sweet. Daddies are great people.
Oof Ugh aaaaarrrgh.
My ovaries! My ovaries!
So sweet. So cute.
I'm with misfit. I LOVE that song. And now, I will be (happily) singing it all day.
I'm so glad you posted this, 'cause I was wondering who "Ennui Boy" was from the comments on your "friends" post the other day. It was only etiquette that kept me from having a smackdown in your comments, after he called you a dumbass. So I'm glad (I guess) it was only Keith. But tell him if he does it again, I'll train an exotic bird to fly to New Jersey and peck his eyes out! :o)
awwww... I love tributes to love/hubbys.
I had guessed that he was the left out bestest friend the other day, but nice to have that clarified.
Oddly enough, after reading that post, I got even more depressed and melancholy missing HB than usual. So I emailed him and then he called me when he got out of a meeting. Alls well that ends well. And now he is home again. For a WEEK even!
Back with my best friend again. :-)
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