One for you, two for me!
no way in hell! Taste the bitter fruit of the emplyment of your choice:P
(not ment to be harsh, but you asked for it...)
You said it, buddy. Welcome to the life of my own making. It's like the old joke: a construction worker comes into work every day and bitches about having to eat bologna sandwiches day in and day out. His fellow construction worker pipes up and says, "Hey, why don't you tell your wife to make you something different?" To that, the complaining worker replied, "Wife? She don't make my sandwiches. I do!"
"mental sanctity"??? There is a concept that really is beyond my wildest imagination.
Post a Comment
Maybe it just sagsLike a heavy load.Or does it explode?
Or does it explode?