time to plurk something, finally! ... but... What?

lost his will to live, and decides to take a late nap.

edited his profile. 's @ self in approval.

the air is crisp, the sky is blue, the trees are freshly washed -- I think the Supreme Being wants me to have to mow the grass again.

what pops immediately into the mind of foreigners when they hear or read the word "texas."

invites all who are awake at this hour to listen to his friend FrankieDee at pulse-radio.com/ at 6-10pm GMT Wednesday & Thursday

plurkear algo, pero no sabe nada que plurkear.

looks at his stupid knee and says, "Okay. You win." See y'all later, friends.

melinky, "How much plurk could a wood-plurk plurk if a wood-plurk could plurk wood?"

not disinterested in having many more Plurk friends. [Fans is O.K. too, but I'm pretty dull.]