Chicklets, strange, I got the taste of chicklets in my mouth, haven’t had any of those for years. Told the ratdog, we’re going home at noon, had enough. I swear that woman through nothing out, nothing. Here’s a 2-fer for ya, smiling sorta while sayin fuck!. I’ll be the first to say my typing skills sucks, I was never a typist. Small keys and big fingers are not a good match, normally I say fuck it, it’s amazing how that word can fit many different situations. Where was I, ohh yeah talking skills, one of her favorite skills was bringing her some sort of home work, she didn’t use a red marker for stuff that was wrong, ohh no, she had a pencil, she’d stab everything that was wrong. ” FIX IT”. Was a time long ago, was told “return addresses, inside only”. Reading some old correspondence, wasn’t so much what I wrote, I was looking at, I was looking at my penmanship with proper punctuation mind you.
Robin Williams, the world could use more Robin Williams
this is funny shit right there ratdog