maybe you and adam can create some fireworks of your own ;)
oh, and i just committed to watching some single a baseball tonight at the best little ballpark in north america, followed by some fireworks. then i go downtown and get completely hammered for the second consecutive night. i still need to find a DD.
apparently the cul de sac around the corner from my street is having a block party. i'm gonna go there, get drunk, play with the kids and hit on the mums.
truth or dare?
truth.
tell us your life story.
well, let me start off by saying I wasn't born: this is what came out as a result of their attempt to abort me----
ok, stop there.
that yellow and red rainbow above the speedo thats pinned the entire time is the tach.
but yeah, superchargers are hit or miss. some people love them, some hate them.
cant you guys hear that fucking supercharger scream?
and as much as i'd love to do a bunch of crazy shit for you guys (and myself), i couldnt, as it was less than 12 hours away from a complete dealer inspection that determines exactly how much less i have to pay for the new car.
a girl who works in my office is terrible at differentiating the above. it annoys the fuck out of me so much that i refuse to read emails she sends... i make her either call me or tell me in person.
"tonight your client's invited me, so im going over to there place than were going go over the new plan."
that is a DIRECT quote. no lie.
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