quo should not worry about that.quo should just do what quo does. to kinda paraphrase Forrest Gump – quo is as quo does. and life is like a box of quo, you never know what you are gonna get!
Agreed. Luckily, quo doesn’t worry about it. That’s what makes living with him a little scary. And yes, life is like a box of chocolates. I think quo believes it’s one of those boxes where someone has bitten each piece in half in an effort to find the one they want. But don’t forget, even half-eaten chocolate is still chocolate.
chocolate is as chocolate doe – i love chocolate!
The only thing better than chocolate is choco-early.
(Dang, there’s another one. You’re like muse).
Heeeheee. I can be your a’musing’ muse. Can I wear wings and wave a magic wand? Oops that is a fairy. I guess the muses in Greek mythology were not really fairies. Oh well…..
Fairy or not, I’ll welcome a muse whenever and wherever one might appear.
i need my fairy wings to ‘appear’ – poof:)
Be careful with those things. You almost put my glass eye out.
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eisch…nazi medicine!
wowzers – awesome statement:)
Glad you liked it. Quo can never tell what’s going to be appreciated when he opens his big, fat trap.
quo should not worry about that.quo should just do what quo does. to kinda paraphrase Forrest Gump – quo is as quo does. and life is like a box of quo, you never know what you are gonna get!
Agreed. Luckily, quo doesn’t worry about it. That’s what makes living with him a little scary. And yes, life is like a box of chocolates. I think quo believes it’s one of those boxes where someone has bitten each piece in half in an effort to find the one they want. But don’t forget, even half-eaten chocolate is still chocolate.
chocolate is as chocolate doe – i love chocolate!
The only thing better than chocolate is choco-early.
(Dang, there’s another one. You’re like muse).
Heeeheee. I can be your a’musing’ muse. Can I wear wings and wave a magic wand? Oops that is a fairy. I guess the muses in Greek mythology were not really fairies. Oh well…..
Fairy or not, I’ll welcome a muse whenever and wherever one might appear.
i need my fairy wings to ‘appear’ – poof:)
Be careful with those things. You almost put my glass eye out.