hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries. Some of us home "JOBS" :fawk: :fawk: Crap your mom is wrecking the house...:keke: Where is the dog leash No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time.
hah...outta there! oh and keith, i thought we agreed to leave my mom out of this after what she told me about you...
LOL... Actually that makes two. Brett and BigB LOL Those two nights were some wild keg standing, beer drinking, stumbling around nights.. LOL Talking about beer gOggles. Time to do yard work