I got a letter from an old friend who left town and I opened the attachment with the email and got that. I thought it was a picture of the kids, geez. I wrote back and said "J. Bruner's on the lake? Fancy. I'm not on a lake, bitch, I'm still in Guntown with the retards." She can tell you where it is, because she says she reads here and so she'll see it. Right? Heh.
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I'm still mad at her for leaving town and taking her husband with her, who I also like, but, them's the breaks. Hi, Noelle and Scott, you aren't missing anything. It's still the same. It never changes.
I'm still mad at her for leaving town and taking her husband with her, who I also like, but, them's the breaks. Hi, Noelle and Scott, you aren't missing anything. It's still the same. It never changes.
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awww lol well you brought a smile to her face lol.
crystal
I hope so. We have a strange and long history. They are a part of me, even if I can't see them every day.
If it is anywhere near Michigan/Ohio, I would go there. Always looking for a great steak.
yep NE ohio, i would go...
It's in the Ozarks. Scott makes the world greatest onion rings and I am not joking. He won't share the secret. I guess they didn't see this. No one I know reads me. Hmmf.
well the ozarks are a little too far from ne ohio!
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