A story about Dan
Once upon a time, Dan was born, and my hitherto idyllic life was rendered a living hell. We kicked the shit out of each other for the next 18 years, but somehow he managed to be cool anyway. Couldn’t ask for a better brother.
Once upon a time, Dan was born, and my hitherto idyllic life was rendered a living hell. We kicked the shit out of each other for the next 18 years, but somehow he managed to be cool anyway. Couldn’t ask for a better brother.
Was when I saw that rather scary photo of him blowing kisses at the world. You ain’t Britney Spears yet, JL!
Most people inquire within a few short moments of acquaintance with JL as to the last time he had a mental health evaluation. While I can’t vouch for his sanity from a professional perspective, I’m sure all of the locals down at the pub will give him a resounding thumbs-up. Also, he works too much yet still goes through more women in a year than I have in my life.
Because he can tell many funny tales about gigi – also they’re in the same town :D
Oh, and ‘Nique – she is teh hot ;)
I met Nathan a few years ago and have been tormented by him ever since. He’s incredibly creative with a vivid imagination and the writing skill to effectively convey what is in his brain.
He also delights in being mean :P
Somedays his internal censor doesn’t kick in, and somedays he just overrides it. Most men would have the sense not to say, “WOW! You’re the same age as my MOM!” to women, but not nat3!
Once upon a time, Gigi is bent over her cat litter box, scooping out the fragrant presents her little darlings have left her. “Damn you cats, you sure shit a lot!” she says. She straightens up with a particularly heavy scoopful – and freezes, her face twisted into a shocked expression as the pain sinks its claws into her spine. “Jesus fucking christ!” she yells. “I just threw out my back!”
Yes, Gigi injured her back cleaning a litter box. That takes real 1337 5|<|11 and she has it.