Dam almost a month has gone by since my last post...... Unfort. nothing much to report. The neighbors we were having problems with have now moved away and we have an abandon house behind us now. Other than that I turned 42 last week and that came and went pretty quietly. We did go out for a 2-3 pitchers of beer, but that was about it. Our Sugar daddy came up and gave us both police batons, unfort. Scooby was playing around with it while he was drunk and ended up breaking a front tooth. So I spent 200 bucks getting that fixed, or else he'd still be depressed face down on the couch.
Just another day for the working class poor...
2 comments:
I feel ya, Mike.
At least he knows now... they *don't* go in your mouth... they go... other... places. ;)
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