Rob waits
collecting unnecessary vowels
minimal consonants
Waiting.
Time passes.
Months.
Years.
An eternity.
Still...
no check.
And we spelled it differently anyhow.
My lawyer friend says
"You don't owe him shit."
So there.
Ode To Robaeiou(andsometimesy)eieio
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Posted by Carrie at 3:33 PM
Labels: *amusing self*, poetry
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12 Angst(s):
Ouch. OUCH. This is why I never pester Carrie, or send her links, or make her watch YouTube videos, or anything. Gotta be whack to get that wrath all up in your face!
(?)
Uh... ?
*scratches head*
Because Rob has this craaaaaazy story about how he came up with the original idea that morphed into us calling the blog "CarrPeediem" and that we should "pay him" "money" for it. Or something!
Melissa, this is a rebuttal to Rob's comment in Pete's Office post. :oD
Who are you people and why are you writing on Rob's blog?
Mock me at your own peril, insolent ones!
*pout*
... or you "sahll" what??
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
You made him pout! Meanies!
My revenge is complete. Despair, all who hear the tale...
(that means "read my latest blog entry, as it's about the two of you--and if you don't like all the sex, let me know so I can take out the pictures)
*gak*
Rob, that blog is all like... serious stuff and issues and shit! I had to quit reading before I started feeling all informed and stuff. Freak.
:oD
Shocking...
And there are some attmepts at humor, scattered about. Now, go away, or I sahll taunt you a second time!
Your mother was a hamster!
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