Here we go...meeting day.
Just for the record, despite the crack I made to my wife before I left, she did not read between the lines and send a hooker to my hotel room.
Its like its not even Christmas or something. You just can't count on people anymore.
So cross your fingers for me today...that I can somehow keep my mouth shut, or at the very least find a way to put a positive spin on my Tourette-like outbursts. A pink ribbon on a turd, if you will.
And no, honey, I didn't eat ALL 3 bags.
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She did call me, but it's so damn cold that $30 bucks isn't worth it. Sorry.
Good luck!!
Looks like it's now snowing east of Hell.
Any sign of the Four Horsemen?
Em
Or any sign of Miley Cyrus? She is one of the Four Horsemen. Or the Whore of Babylon. Take your pick.
Good luck today Jay. I hope it is all positive. Snow in Texas? Just zip your mouth prior to thinking you will be fine. Now if it is not positive unleash the hounds.
"a pink ribbon on a turd" ?!?!
That is HAWSUM!!!
Dory
You know it makes more sense when you read in chronological order versus google reader order.
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