What hoppin to???

What Hoppin to Sean?

 

So now those pining for Sean are up to 5.
He ran out of stuff to say (actually about 6 months ago, but he was slow to figure it out), and is taking a sabbatical. He has done this before.
He still logs on occasionally.
Currently he is consumed by grief that there has not been an uproar and clamor for his return (he is a fragile soul), but with time the grief will pass and he will return.
(Insert bad penny analogy here)
Hopefully when he returns from his wanderings in the wilderness he comes back a better man.

 

So there is a chance for someone to pass his number of posts! Bitchin.

 

Lol...ain't that serious dude....

 

At the end of the day, alls I know is that Obama really does suck!. That's all I have to say about that.

 

And that Ribird character (whoever he is) is spot on for pointing it out!

 

I think I'll join him. You and Ribird enjoy yourselves

 

Then what are you going to do?

 

My signature line says it all.

 

If you read my signiture line, which is a direct quote from FF it appears he had come out of the closet and I think Sean joined him for some love under the big muffler guy up at his home.

Oh forgot Obama does really Suck.

 

Sadly the bean burrito conceived on that day ended up aborted in the Motel 6 bathroom.

 

It all sounds sooo wrong!But funny.

 

c'mon, nothing wrong with a bit of 'man love' is there ????

 

To each their own, I guess.
I lament the emotional damage caused by these youthful indiscretions, especially when an unintended victim gets involved. (In this case, the burrito) In life, actions have consequences.
One can only hope that they get past the pain and guilt, and become better for it.
Hopefully they did not get to the point of naming the little bugger before it's untimely demise. The emotional attachment was surely there from the start, but once a name is chosen, plans start getting made, the resulting pain can become all but unbearable.
Not only that, but the handle was pulled before the realization of what had happened, so a proper burial could not be done.
Poor baby burrito, he swims with the goldfishes.
A moments silence is in order.

 

If you don't tell us we promise not to ask.

 

Bout damn time!!!