Never send a man to do a girl's job
Oh, hello. Are you still here? I thought you'd left. What's that you say? You thought I'd left?
Naw.
I, for one, have been very busy dressing up like an old man so I can play shuffle board and boccie ball without being ostracized, and enjoying the spoils from the deli meat factory outlet store that I found. Hungarian salami for $1.69/100 g! I am in deli meat factory outlet heaven. Either that, or they are classin' up purgatory real good these days. Probably trying to attract more tourists.
The one on the left is mine. After twenty minutes of trying, Jon produced the one on the right.
Yes, yes y'all.
~ is it just g. mango, or is it really hot for purgatory in the spring?
Naw.
I, for one, have been very busy dressing up like an old man so I can play shuffle board and boccie ball without being ostracized, and enjoying the spoils from the deli meat factory outlet store that I found. Hungarian salami for $1.69/100 g! I am in deli meat factory outlet heaven. Either that, or they are classin' up purgatory real good these days. Probably trying to attract more tourists.
ALSO
Yesterday I asked my friend, Little Jon, to help me change my windshield wipers. The result proves that feminine finesse is better than boyish brute strength. And as they say, a picture -- like a Canadian dollar -- is worth a million and a half US dollars, so I present you with more money (and punctuation marks) than you will ever know what to do with:
The one on the left is mine. After twenty minutes of trying, Jon produced the one on the right.
Yes, yes y'all.~ is it just g. mango, or is it really hot for purgatory in the spring?
POSTED BY G. MANGO at 14:21
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