OK. Ron showed up, ready for a wiener eating contest. I refused to eat the wieners, but I am proud to say I won the taco eating contest.
Yes I faced "Fluffy" the fierce 8 month old 130 lb. killing machine. I walk in Fluffy jumps up barking and growling as fierce as he could he charged me from 20 feet away. As soon a I didn't flinch a muscle Fluffy put the brakes on and ran back to his li'l den. Still snarling I walked up to him sat in a chair and petted him. I was soooooooooo ascaared
Yes I faced "Fluffy" the fierce 8 month old 130 lb. killing machine. I walk in Fluffy jumps up barking and growling as fierce as he could he charged me from 20 feet away. As soon a I didn't flinch a muscle Fluffy put the brakes on and ran back to his li'l den. Still snarling I walked up to him sat in a chair and petted him. I was soooooooooo ascaared
Cutter woulda clamped down on you forearm
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Ha! Cutter loves me. He would have bought me a beer.
Hmmm, kinda reminds me of living in NYC. The ITALIANS AND IRISH...would jus beat the hell outta each other...then get up and go to work together the next day...lol
Hey Ron, it's 4pm. Isn't that the time all the seniors go catch dinner at the local Catch and Snack? Don't forget your meds. You know how grouchy you can get. Hurry before the early bird specials are gone.
Hey Ron, it's 4pm. Isn't that the time all the seniors go catch dinner at the local Catch and Snack? Don't forget your meds. You know how grouchy you can get. Hurry before the early bird specials are gone.
I don't take my meds till 7pm, ya need to be 55 for discounts, try walking through my front gate unannounced:
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