I hope everyone had an easy time voting today. I kept seeing on facebook and twitter about people waiting for hours, so I bundled up in my jacket and brought a book fully prepared to wait it out. Turns out I picked a great time to go because I walked right up, signed in, and was directed straight to a voting machine. No muss, no fuss. The volunteers who run my precinct always do a great job, and I thank them for their hard work.
10/31 – The
chiropteran spots his prey & swoops to the ground, but before he can transform to his handsome form, she swats him with her purse.
11/1 – He remained a
mugwump as the 2 girls argued w/ pride over who had the sluttier costume – he planned to bang them both before midnight.
11/2 – Her
dilatory flirting with the guard was supposed to give her sister time to steal the painting. They didn't anticipate he'd be gay.
11/3 – The mean girls will torment him anyway, so he decides to earn their ire with
panache – he dumps a bucket of roaches on them at lunch.
11/4 – When I found the adorable dog shivering in the rain, I named him Puddles. Turns out it was a prophetic
appellation – my rugs are ruined.
11/5 – As my brother
snivels to Mom about the toy I broke, I replace it with a replica. If she believes he always lies, I'll rule the house.
11/6 – Vera, Olga, Dani, Kate, Abby: VODKA was his
mnemonic to keep track of his girlfriends, but things fell apart after he discovered Brandy.
Was your voting experience an exercise in patience or was it easy-peasy? Play along and write tweet tales for the above words. If you’re willing to share, post them on twitter with the hashtag #15tt or add them below in the comments because I’d love to read them. Any thoughts about this week's tweet tales?
I hope everyone had an easy time voting today. I kept seeing on facebook and twitter about people waiting for hours, so I bundled up in my jacket and brought a book fully prepared to wait it out. Turns out I picked a great time to go because I walked right up, signed in, and was directed straight to a voting machine. No muss, no fuss. The volunteers who run my precinct always do a great job, and I thank them for their hard work.
10/31 – The
chiropteran spots his prey & swoops to the ground, but before he can transform to his handsome form, she swats him with her purse.
11/1 – He remained a
mugwump as the 2 girls argued w/ pride over who had the sluttier costume – he planned to bang them both before midnight.
11/2 – Her
dilatory flirting with the guard was supposed to give her sister time to steal the painting. They didn't anticipate he'd be gay.
11/3 – The mean girls will torment him anyway, so he decides to earn their ire with
panache – he dumps a bucket of roaches on them at lunch.
11/4 – When I found the adorable dog shivering in the rain, I named him Puddles. Turns out it was a prophetic
appellation – my rugs are ruined.
11/5 – As my brother
snivels to Mom about the toy I broke, I replace it with a replica. If she believes he always lies, I'll rule the house.
11/6 – Vera, Olga, Dani, Kate, Abby: VODKA was his
mnemonic to keep track of his girlfriends, but things fell apart after he discovered Brandy.
Was your voting experience an exercise in patience or was it easy-peasy? Play along and write tweet tales for the above words. If you’re willing to share, post them on twitter with the hashtag #15tt or add them below in the comments because I’d love to read them. Any thoughts about this week's tweet tales?
