UPDATE: Nevermind. Big misunderstanding, y'all.
I was actually locked in the backroom of a Phoenix-area massage parlor the entire time. I reasonably, but incorrectly, assumed the worst.
Thanks for the cards, flowers and panties. I'm going to keep them anyway.
Luckiest Guy In Town,
Thursday, July 15, 2010
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I'm smuggling in a file and rusty chicken wire tonight. It'll in in your beef Borglum.
*Sigh* I always fall for the bad boys. I hope you have internet access so you can read my ode to you, sweet Denny.
So do I. Except they're women.
I love the ode to DelVecchio.
You will be blessed now with 15 minutes of good luck.
Time and place to be determined.
@The Good Nurse:
Thank you for noticing.
you're welcome ;-)
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