Bad thing about the cork, the tipsier you get, the harder it is to maneuver. There you are, floating away, and all of a sudden, you run up on a reef!
The part where the baby told her "You'll thank me for it later" was vintage Penni, wasn't it? Am I the only who noticed the similarities between Penni's last two stories, the one about the solo where she flew solo, without a script or score, and the one about the dinner party? Now she is dreaming about discipline.
Self-discipline? The inner child.
Speaking of self-discipline, I can't find my Scottsdale 1099. I am not sure if I ever got it. I called them up and asked for another one, they seemed a bit hectic, for some reason. So I have to file the extension form, after all.
Thanks, BTW, for correcting me in private. You're much nicer than I am. |
