When I first heard there was going to be a Puddles Roast, I was a little concerned. I mean, most of us who know her would think twice about taking a bite out of something that she prepared. I looked up the recipe, and I have a feeling that it would probably have a few ingredients that none of us would want to taste.
Not to mention that we all know the girl gets a bit too much in the sauce, if you know what I mean. Seriously, how many blog parties have there been in the last month that did not involve Puddles and Al Kee Haul? I think she's in a serious relationship there! It's probably a good thing, since I fear there's no other man out there who could
I also have to wonder about a preacher who can't seem to figure out how to tell the truth from her version of fiction. Seriously, who really thinks those neighbors of hers weren't sane before she moved in next door to them? I'll bet that seeing a certain angle of that posterior that she's so proud of finally drove them right over the edge into Looneyville. Is there anybody who'd want to live next door to her?
Okay, I'll admit it, I think Puddles is really a great friend under all that fun she likes to throw our way, and I think it would be funny as all get out to live next door to her! Happies of Birthdays, Miss Poodles Doodles Brainbath! May you have many happy returns!




