Today is the day Duane and I find out if we get laid off. If in the rare event I don't get laid off I'm gonna go out and spend money like there was no tomorrow. Getting laid off from the City pales in comparison to battling the depths of alcoholism.
Son, I need one place on the internet free of your virus. You have friended and de-friended one of the all-time great dogs two times and the last time you were a bit of a prick about it. Seek counselling or drink more.
That's pretty much it for now. No, you can't comment. Go somewhere else and pick apart every f-ing word someone else writes.