All done. Showered up... Ready to roll.
All done. Showered up... Ready to roll.
So... How is everyone doing tonight?
I just looked at my list of infractions in my profile... I feel like an inmate...
I'm up at 130a with some wicked freakin' heart burn. Tums should make me their goddamn mascot.
Monky and Spyder must be crying together on the phone about Spyder's upcoming relocation....
I always wonder what the guests that look at this thread think of us all.
So... I think I'll just throw this out here...
I think I'm gonna marry the girl I'm with. I think she's the one.
I gotta say, it scares the hell out of me... Mostly because of her family... Very well off. Very educated. VERY VERY Successful.
Then there's me... Big, bald, tattooed guy with their little blond haired girl. Amazes me... I don't know what she sees in me...
Anyway... For you married folk (which means not you, Monky) did you ask the father before you asked the girl?
You guys are leaving me hangin' here...
And why the hell do people go places alone in scary movies!!!!!