Yeah I'm on there, too... It is amazing the kind of sites that linked to one of my posts. This one for instance I found funny...because I am a WOW Widow. LOL
Yes, there you have it boys and girls...that's my first name. Here's how the game works...and just a note - I stole it from Margie.
You have eight things to put behind your name such as: “needs”, “is”, and "wants" - then you Google it. Write down the first five results...
Robin needs:
1. help going downhill. (True since I am on crutches) 2. your help. (Especially if you have a billion dollars and you need help spending it) 3. you. (I haven't decided what for yet, though) 4. somebody to love (since I am now a WoW widow once again) 5. help to defeat Guy of Gisbourne (apparently I have an arch enemy that I didn't even know about!!)
Robin is:
1. a sniper (well I guess I never told yall that I was on the rifle team in high school - but my aim sucks) 2. still out there in the woods (partially true - there's a wooded area behind White Trash Central) 3. luv 4. doomed (of course I am - I am a WoW Widow) 5. hidden (true - not a lot of people really know me well)
Robin wants:
1. to meet 1 person 2. in (to play BUNCO) 3. to date a boy toy (GI Joe, perhaps?) 4. to be reliable (true, I do feel like I've let this slip lately especially in church...sigh) 5. to purchase more or less butter than Batman is willing to sell (oookkkaayyy)
Robin has:
1. a song (and I guess it's a good thing that the Bible says make a joyful NOISE) 2. an average life expectancy of 1.1 year (great - looks like I've surpassed that goal) 3. always been a frequent speaker (even though most of the time I stick my foot in my mouth) 4. soul 5. been taking care of kids (uhh... yeah)
Robin loves:
1. southern comfort food (how true, how true, how true!) 2. hello kitty (only if I get to poke her eyes out) 3. Primus (well, maybe when I was in high school...Winona and her big brown beaver) 4. tattooed lady (that's news to me... I didn't know that I knew any lady with a tattoo) 5. real estate (that also news to me...frankly I'm in love with White Trash Central)
Robin picks:
1. hospitality (do unto others, baby!) 2. a fight (I saw that one coming from a MILE away) 3. up the pace (picante sauce?) 4. picks up a bow (I don't have good aim and won't be splitting any apples although I might put a hole through someone's melon) 5. a bumper prize (oookkkaayyy)
Robin says:
1. relax (very funny considering I just got back from the doc last week because of anxiety) 2. America has a hole in its soul (uhh...yeah, it's called lack of morals and personal responsibility) 3. 27 weeks ago (I can hardly remember yesterday...) 4. unlike some other Robin Hoods, I speak with a British accent (and a very bad one at that) 5. we only output to DVD (seems more like The Cop Magnet's area of expertise)
Robin does:
1. not suck (well that's good to know...) 2. not want to utilize them (the mysterious them...I could give you a great big list of thems that I don't want to utilize) 3. the navigation and does not think twice about it (which is why I generally get lost and end up needing directions) 4. a remarkable job (gee, thanks) 5. deliver outlandish visual mischief (especially if left alone with Nana Beachy... 'nuff said)
Robin thinks:
1. weddings should be held in the afternoon (that's when mine was held) 2. I should dust more (wow - this thing is pretty accurate) 3. it's incredible (what it is I do not know) 4. up a word (care to take a guess?) 5. it will probably turn up again (be it that lost sock or the tack you dropped last week but couldn't find until you stepped on it today without wearing shoes)
Time to play my new favorite game, boys and girls...it's time to play Out of context...the blog game that shows you, my adoring public my readers, how the peeps surfed on in this week.
On March 19th, the blog had google strippers (and to think...it was my blog and I wasn't even invited)...
On March 20th, I joined the ranks of the not ticklish, unconformed folks that blog about midget strippers. You know, I swear...you just talk about midget strippers one time with your doctor and your blog goes to crap...I'm telling you.
On the first day of spring, for once I got something that just might apply to me... Someone found me by googling upci (which is my church denomination). No, buspar does not make me lazy - it made me get Febreze happy. I quit taking that crap. I really couldn't sleep...it made these bouts of insomnia look like a freaking cake walk.
March 22 - when did I talk about sedating a cat with Benedryl? My cats are a member of my family...so that means that if I decided to sedate them, I wouldn't use Benedryl.. Nyquil and duct tape are my tools of choice thank you very much.
Now take THAT and twist it out of context Mr. Google!
Well, I must admit...I think that sometimes this blog is taken completely out of context by the search engines. Here are the ways people found me this week:
Google:
yellow loratab 7.5 pictures (I don't think I've ever seen a yellow loratab in my life...nor do I think I've ever posted pictures of loratab).
monkeys head painted on butt (while this is one of the funnier pictures I have seen in a while, I find it disturbing that googling monkey heads will get you to this site)
tripping on loratab (you know those are bad for your liver, right?)
spongebob waffle maker (I still think I need one of those)
crying at dentist pain medication
signs of being crazy
stehno
"filled her shirt" (again??)
my fat engagement ring!
"your mother does not work here" (I dunno...I know of three kids who's mama runs this crazy, twisted by the search engines blog)
teenage male cologne
why won't women put gas in the car (that's easy...because my husband will do it for me)
pickle the pirate game
ugly midget strippers
AOL Search:
what constitutes interpersonal communication in personal, professional and diverse contexts
mix drink monkey butt what to do when an abscess ruptures dental child neglect beat starve abandon midget strippers my cat keeps coughing hard vomit puke 85 Miss Fatty Oklahoma homemade deicer "mckinney north high school" + cheerleaders + pics camoflauge paneling loratab 7.5 i am sooooo bored rednek pictures
Technorati:
Britney Spears
It's kinda scary to read Britney Spears, Loratab, mixed drinks, and puking in the same post, isn't it? Okay, and camo paneling too because she is just as white trash as the rest of us southerners. Maybe it is because we have to take it to put up with her (when really we don't have to put up with her)..between her ex-husband and her "adoring" public...that's probably the reason why she needs rehab. Pull it together girl (even though you have no real talent and your mama groomed you for this your whole life)! You're a mother now and that is the most important job on the face of this planet. Screw the comeback. Screw your ex. Screw your public. Start focusing on your sons. Unless, of course, you want to be the next live trial on CourtTv. Abuse. Suicide (what to do with the body). Neglect. All things unsavory in parenthood.
Don't get me wrong - a little bit of unsavory probably keeps us sane. When the unsavory starts to affect your children, you got a problem. A big one.
little sisters strippers night trips little sisters show lt1 warning label "the little sisters" poor strippers make your own windshield de-icer right now you cant tell but soon you'll see a different side of me pictures of sperm stains in underwear (okay, i don't know how this one came up LOL) "silent lunch" deaf texas
Yahoo:
little sisters strippers homemade windshield deicer
Monstercrawler:
turkish sheep dog
You know...people are going to start to think this is X rated. LOL
