Hello, my name us Tug

Hos.
I'm an addict.
It all started so innocently, just a few times a week.
Now, it's completely over the top. Making matters worse my very dear JOYous friend has confided in me that she too has a problem
What's the drug of choice?



Let's play HO.

Comments

the dogs' mother said…
I hates those pigs!
But my addiction of choice is Stupid Zombies... I loves it when their heads roll away.
September 8, 2011 at 3:03 PM
Mr.Mischief said…
If I have a few minutes in the hallway before class starts, I play Angry Birds...which happens constantly....hi, my name is Tony, and I'm an Angry Bird addict..lol
September 8, 2011 at 3:23 PM
David Dust said…
WTF is this "Angry Birds" shizz, and why are the Ho's so angry????

Let me guess, it's a BookFace thing... Oy, one of these days ya'll will listen to me and stay the hell away from that site.

XOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
September 8, 2011 at 4:30 PM
mrs.missalaineus said…
never played. but i am married to someone who does- does that make me an enabler?

xxalainaxx
September 8, 2011 at 4:31 PM
the dogs' mother said…
my kids play it on their phones (Iphones and android). I ordered it from the mac app store that shows up on my macbook and tempts me.
September 8, 2011 at 5:10 PM
Joy said…
I play it on my iPhone. Tug plays it on his iPad which makes it easier to see, but I'm not buying one just to play Angry Birds. I can discuss the birds by color, personality, and weapon ability! LOL
September 9, 2011 at 10:07 AM
Joy said…
No, I don't have a problem. Really. I can quit anytime I want to. Do I have to? LOL
September 9, 2011 at 10:08 AM
#9 said…
Hello my name is Janice and I'll speak for the family. Yes we ALL have the addiction! ALL SEVEN OF US!!
I can thank Uncle Sam for this! Thank you bubba ;-)
September 10, 2011 at 7:10 PM
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