Friday, May 11, 2007

Buck Melanoma, Moley Russell's wart....

10 bucks if you can peg the movie that's from.

So, I got my ass kicked at golf last night. Not that I'm all that surprised. As I said, it's been daaaays since I played.

I started to rant about work last night, but as any of you reading (like anybody still does) remember it was interupted by the arrival of friends.

I don't really have the same tempo of anger that I was working on last night, so you're be spared the rest of my bitching.

For now.




Ok, so I'm lame today.

Can't really find anything good/new to say, so I'm outtie.

Later,

T.

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