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SATURDAY NIGHT
The Crab proves she's still got the moves on the dance floor during a recent wedding reception. A bundle of unbridled energy, Crabby bumps, grinds, and swings those hips on a pair of 3 in heals, by damn!
BOOM SHACKA LACKA LACKA! BOOM SHACKA LACKA LACKA!
MOMMA GOT GAME, BABY! That's right...eat my dirt children. And watch these hips do they're thing! WOOT!
Sunday morning.
The following ad is seen in the local newspaper.
LOST: 56 year old groin. Last seen on dance floor. Please return to old woman with cane. Thank you.
Finally in recent news, the government dietician (screw it...Milky's not around to tell me how to spell this) diet person..... has just reported that pork is NOT the other white meat. It's red. Like beef. Health conscious folks should stick with Crab.
Sooooo.....Vote Crab....the other white meat. Click photo to vote.
(for our folks on drugs click picture of crab with face above. Do not be afraid. See cow interview? See thumbs? Click thumb pointing up at your ceiling. that is good thumb.)
Also folks don't forget to cast your votes for SIGN
and for GABBY
They are both in a mad dash for 3rd. Give them your vote and get them there, PLEASE! Personally I'd like to see us in 1st, 2nd, and 3rd. I'm no quitter. Don't you be. VOTE PEOPLE! VOTE!
ps. I've linked one of fellow top 10s. He's funny as hell and I think you guys will enjoy reading his stuff. So go visit, Slick Sumbitch. He reminds me of someone. I can't quite put my finger on it.
Labels: bump and grind, groin, lost and found
Zen, psssst. I don't know what those are. LOL! Milky? Do you? Are they good? Say yes.
ebezp, I'm doing everything I know how. LOL! I'm limited here but...I did paint my fingernails red. I'd toss in some swears but most of mine are made up like...crap on a cracker and son of a gnute.
Thanks, my friend.
Justacoolcat, Saturday night was such a darn good time. I can't even tell you. But I always have fun when I'm out with my pals. Then Sunday came and...well...I'm not sure what happened there. LMAO!
At 7/30/2007 3:47 PM, 
Dan
Well, Crabby, I am tired and was going to rest for a while when I saw the title of this post and just had to read it before hitting the sack for a late nap. Good Lord, woman! You need a cane after a night of dancing! Hey! I need a cane, too, but I’m five years older than you and I didn’t hurt myself dancing but in a disagreement with 52 tons of steel called a tank. Hope you heal fast and are back jivin’ on a dance floor soon. Perhaps, however, you need for forego the 3” heels. (My, uh, stripper friend wore 5” or higher heals all the time and they caused numerous injuries to her).
Eat crab rather than pork? Crabby, no offense to your name, but do you know what crabs EAT? I watched a program about ‘em the other night on PBS and, as much as I love the taste of crab and lobster, I may give up all shell fish unless I can erase the memory of that program from my brain.
Nick, your stripper friend? WOOOO HOOOO! Think she could teach me some moves? I mean .... soon as I can walk without the cane. LOL!
What happened with the tank? I missed that story. MY GOSH, NICK! You're a totally mystery to me some days!
I'm much better today. I see the doc tomorrow and take his teasing and abuse. LOL! But I feel lots better. I hope you feel better soon too! take care of yourself.
Topcat, I want you to have fun but I surely do miss having you around. really. Wait'll you see my new toy. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha! This is great. I'll show you guys tomorrow soon as I get back from Docs.
Crabby, the complete (first published in segments) story of the tank and me is in my blog of May 06, 2006:"The Rogue's Tale."
Nick, I'll read it. I'm very interested. My Dad was on the US Rodman. They were Kamakazi'd. The ship sank. Every year now they have a reunion (the ones who are left) and one of the people who comes is one of the Japanese soldiers who was on that mission. They're all friends now.
Suze, thank you! And thank you for the vote, my friend.
Cazzie, it'a Maxine kinda look but...it's me. LOL!
Nick's story was something else. I can not believe that all that happened and they were not in the field. If anyone did not read it, it is a good read... go see the link in his comment.
You know, this whole voting thing reminds me of the tortes and the hare. Depending on how much cheating they were doing they were more than capable of being the rabbit traveling at great speed. There is no way we could keep up. But then they lost interest and we just kept plugging away until we caught up and beat them for a while. Then they started to pay attention again and put on this big burst of speed and left us in the dust then lost interest again. It seemed like there was no way we could catch them but we just kept plugging away. Now we are getting close again. If only they do not wake up again you just could pull this thing off thanks to your effort and wonderful people that have, day after day, voted for you.
Best of luck Crabby...
Barman, You completely said what was in my own brain. Don't anybody wake them up. LOL! We're soooo close now.
But you know what? And I know I've said this before. Still it bears saying again. In fact I'll put it up top on a post. Because it's important to me.
Sign, I'm fighting for you and Gab every step of the way, kiddo. You can count on it. Every single day. If only we could take that top 3. man I would love that! But the top 4 won't be a bad. And next month they zero everything out, thank goodness.
FINAL 4 WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!
oops...was that too loud? LOL!
Check your shoes before you leave.
YOUR HAIR LOOK SOOO GOOD!!