Boots
I got four positive comments on my boots today. They are almost worth
the too much money I spent on them. Well, no. I paid more than I should
have. The break in period is nearly over. I only have the slightest
warm spot between my toes now. It won't be long before they ware like
moccasins.
Oh, MY GOD!!!
If I were in charge, which I'm not, I would give this
bitch the death penalty for being stupid and reckless. She
adopts seven kids. She dumps them in Africa. She was on her way to Iraq
when some guy from San Antonio found the kids by accident. The kids are
bound to be all messed up. They were abandoned in another country.
Trailer Parts and Axles
My mobile phone number is similar to a the phone of a place called
Trailer Parts and Axles. I get these random phone calls from dyslexic
hillbillies. "I need to order some parts ..." I'm telling you, one of
these days I'm going to just say "sure, what's your credit card
number?" and just move on with my life. They all sound like that guy on
the Simpsons Kletis, the slack-jawed yokel.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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