you'll be staring at the ceiling tonight, seeing my aggravating face, trying with all your might to think of something witty to say, and fail miserably.
OOOOOH. perrhaps i haaf undelestimated you, glasshoppa. still, woulda been funnier without the bogus smilie and "lol."
You keep that shit up and one of these days you are going to wake up dead (my sister). They are running me six ways from Sunday what do you think I am your personal money tree. no good deed ever goes unpunished.