I've lost respect for you old man. Here I am trying to learn from the best only to have my mentor backpeddle once sober. This is on par with finding out Stallone used a body suit for Rambo II.
Once you get out of high school all of this will not seem like such a big deal FFB. Sophomore year can be tough. Your people? lol
Just challenge her to an all-night arcade duel and a round of driving without a properly addressed license. You'll win.
And now I found a boil on my back... Can I change my moniker to Revoltingly Disgusting FatBastard? When I was 35... It... was... a very good year... <object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0GAjK64VZg"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0GAjK64VZg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>
And here's the part that pisses me off about me: I just set two dates for this week. And for one, I dictated the underwear. And yet, I let this girl get under my skin. Women. Can't live with 'em. Pass the beer nuts.
Is one of them with the confident bald guy you went out with this weekend? Nice of him to let you dictate the underwear.
Sorry I'm late. Dude, I woulda tried to stop you. Never send an emotional letter after 10 pm. Always sleep on it. And, of course... It takes a big man to apologize for a mistake. It takes a bigger man to laugh at that man.