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Mabel the Loser.
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Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
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Hezz rocks
She designed invites that had me and Jason laughing all night.
That's all.
Mabel the Loser.
Re: Hezz rocks
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
This post is a boner killer.
I want fauxtoes
teehee!!
I know you won't see it till tonight and I want to get printing today for you...
You want the line to read "Please join us for Miles' first birthday!", right?
Everything else, spacing, bump outs, no problem. I already made the changes. Did you guys want me to do your envelopes for you?
Thanks Mashed!!
Claire Elizabeth 12/31/2011
Married Bio
They're not done yet, but here's my favorite part.
Envelopes would be great! And Mabel as a penguin was my favorite part too. Love it.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
I love Mabelguin.
hezz - do you have a website? I am in the market for some new Thank You's.
ETA: I had a dream about you last night. You were my neighbor, but you sold your stuff in front of your house out of a lemonade stand. But you also had a subset of it where you edited peoples writing. The company was called Word TheRAPIST and your tag line for the editing portion was: We fix your (insert your married name).
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
Mabelguin is awesome, but ironic because Mabel can't swim. It was sort of sad because all night we were laughing at her and she was all, 'what? do I have toilet paper on my foot or something?"
Angie, that is a very clever dream. And dude, you are so close to birthing a baby!
I do have a website, but there's nothing on it right now because I'm a lazy fark who hasn't uploaded any content.You can see stuff on the business fb page though.
Thank You's are easy peasy.
You should shoot me an email. hezzerlah at gmail. Pete doesn't want me take anything else on right now but as long as they're not crazy difficult I don't see the harm.
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
Holy crap, I just saw the part about your dream. So funny!
Speaking of dreams, I've been wanting to talk about the one I had the night before last. It's not something I'm proud of so I don't want to start a new post to call attention to it. But it's disturbing me enough that I feel I have to talk about it somewhere so it doesn't mess me up forever.
I was standing in my 83 year old FIL's back yard overlooking the land with him and we were discussing the changes he's seen on his property through the years. I looked over to him to say something, nod in agreement - whatever, and that's when I glanced down and noticed the whole time I had been giving him a handjob. His junk looked exactly like Pete's so I was all like, "Eh, this is familiar. Just go with it..." I think my psyche took pity on me, I don't remember finishing him off or where the dream went next. I just wish I could forget.
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, HELP ME FORGET!
I don't know if she can fly, but I'm guessing no given that she appears to be afraid of heights. And vacuums. Oh, and small dogs and all cats.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
Best Western lotion.
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy