Don't Miss This One! It's a Real Gooder!

Well, here we are again. You, the reader, and me, the procrastinator, engaging in another mindless one-on-one.
Ahhhh, bring it on. I'm a huge wiener.

Sooo, what to blog about? Quick, what're you thining? Serial killers? Me too. Let's run with it. Hmm, ok, uhh, well, here's the list of my top three pick-up lines that serial killers should use:
1. Do you come here often? I don't, because I only leave my underground cave when the voice of Marilu Henner inside my head tells me I must prowl the earth for victims, or she will hurt my dog.

2. Hey baby, you look so good in those jeans I 'd like to chop your legs off.

And the number one pick-up line that a serial killer should use....
1. Hey sweetheart, was your daddy a thief? I'm not. I'm a serial killer.

Yup, those few words will have ladies melting in their arms in no time. And I don't mean literally. Although, with certain serial killers, maybe... Euh. Yuck.

Talking about serial killers makes me remember that movie Red Dragon, and how scared of it I was in grade 12. I remember me, Andrew, Daniel, Brenda, Reuben, and Karima watched it at Brenda's house. Following that I wet my pants, drove home, and laid awake in bed, keeping watch for Ralph Fiennes, whom I was convinced would come in and bite my nose off. I was also a little girl at the time.

Goodness, this has been a productive day. Let's just check the ol' daytimer and see if we're on schedule:



Yup. Just like I planned.

Frickin', eh.


Time to go... do more nothing, I suppose.

I'm Daytona Splendor?