I told him to move his car so I could leave. He did as he was told.
Good for him. I was in the mood to do a little midget tossin'...
Had a better telling of this story planned yesterday, but ehhhhhhhh, what're you going to do?
Just not feeling it today.
Hopefully the next two days at work are work free. I just want to flail.
I wanted to work out today, but we got off late. I hate that. Nothing saps your willpower like that shit right thurr.
So anyway, I didn't want to leave last night's post hanging. I will leave you now and get back to watching the Ronald Reagan roast of '73.
I'd like to be a fly on the wall in the company of those guys. Cool and classy.
Now people are just dicks.
I'd much rather have a Ronnie hologram than a fucking Tupac.
Ronnies totally kick ass.
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How about the blackhawks suck my wizened cock. I don't mean small, I mean I usually put a wizard's cap on it, maybe some sort of robe as well...
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