tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14005586.post687977665606778505..comments2023-05-12T07:47:51.189-04:00Comments on The Lumberjack: Z-O-M-B-I-ENeil Richardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13023957663164567385noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14005586.post-86899019278922172822008-06-05T16:55:00.000-04:002008-06-05T16:55:00.000-04:00Oh man, I hope she's not talking baout me, I get t...Oh man, I hope she's not talking baout me, I get that a lot, when I'm out working in the yard. I have spiders, worms, and crickets crawling all over me and am covered head to foot in soil and fertalizer (because for some reason I can't do a neat job), and I'm drooling all over the place because I don't want to accidentally taste said fertalizer.<BR/><BR/>It's an interesting site to see because of my natural inclinition to avoid work and exerting any effort, so my productivity skills are atrocious. I can totally see why I'd be scary.<BR/><BR/>You should see the dogs though.. they think I'm a bathroom/playtoy the whole time, that is until someone freaks out and sprays me with the hose.<BR/><BR/>~Epheros Aldor - Apostle of CaleAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com