On a good day, it's surprising that I don't have more callouses on my feet from dragging them so much. Took me forever to get my black belt, I'm still working on finishing my college degree, I was 40 when I finally decided to get married. So of course I waited until I'm approaching my mid-40's to have our first kid. And I want to tell you about it. Interested?
Monday, March 27, 2006
I feel like I just asked this...buttttt.
"Ask me a question. Any question. I do not care how personal you think you are getting. Ask away."
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1) My roommate is having his cast over for a Pot Luck Dinner. I will be cowering in my bedroom underneath my new, tasteful duvet cover.
And Tech...asking me a question like that will get people talking 'bout us. Why can't I quit your home brew?
MD- Not as hairy as yours. Or Chad's for that matter. That man is a sasquatch.
And don't even think about trying to "pants" me at the Junction to find out. You just need to ask me nicely. ; )
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