I dunno...your tag line does say break'n three.
Well i'm gonna do it eventually. I just haven't gotten around to it yet.
I'm also going to eventually link back all the blog posts to the blog, I just haven't gotten around to that yet either.
How do you keep your feet on the ground, when you know you were born to fly?
break'n three
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Sounds like a whole lotta eventually in there. Pretty soon you'll be barefoot and preggers and too slow to run jack shit.
Thunder smash!
Well i'm gonna do it eventually. I just haven't gotten around to it yet. I'm also going to eventually link back all the blog posts to the blog, I just haven't gotten around to that yet either.
Thanks for asking where I was.
I got my MBA (actually it was an EMBA which makes it extra special). I got to go to France and I learned that 0.999 repeating actually equals 1 so that's cool.
This thread is still about me, right?
LET'S TALK ABOUT MY BOMBS!!
42,500 Miles Later
I can't have babies dumbass. Remember? My uterus fell out.
YOUR BOMBS ARE THE SHIT!
Who the hell are you?
Ha!
Hey, this is my favorite pic from Monkey.
[IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm80/jah5753/FlyingMonkey_2685-L.jpg[/IMG]
shit my thing isn't working. Someone fix it.
shit my thing isn't working.
AWKWARD.
Milktruck say relentless
isn't that your wife's job?
Proofread carefully to see if you any words out.
" ..that corner has narrowed to a half-nekkid egyptian wandering about in the cold new jersey nighttime."~ R2E
Well...um...Candice fixed it?
This shit is just too precious. Like peas and carrots.
If you look close you can see she's taking through her teeth..."I fucking hate you thundies...."
Something like that.
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