You must not have kids.
No, gross.
You must not have kids.
No, gross.
No, gross.
You got a ways to go, frankly I'm not sure you can get there. I've been trying for years but I ain't cutting it.How far away am I from being the resident Jazzfanz dick?
I can supply pictures for my resume if needed.
Lolwife change the locks?
LolololWhen I'm awakened in the middle of the night by MsSerp (something)
Oh wait, that's never happened. Ever.
I like it when people say they are "doing well" when asked how they are doing instead of saying "doing good." Women who say "well" instead of "good" go up one full point on the attractiveness scale for me.
Watching my kids play together and they don't know I'm watching(when they are getting along). It's pretty awesome and entertaining.
When people use their turn signal and doesn't swing wide when making a turn at an intersection.
This. My almost 3 year old daughter is so good with our 7 month old son oftentimes. Sitting next to him, playing with legos with him, ensuring he doesn't get his hands on anything too small. She's so sweet and sensitive. When she's not being a defiant little biatch.
This. My almost 3 year old daughter is so good with our 7 month old son oftentimes. Sitting next to him, playing with legos with him, ensuring he doesn't get his hands on anything too small. She's so sweet and sensitive. When she's not being a defiant little biatch.
I want to buy him a house in my neighborhood.I have a neighbor who snow blows the entire neighborhood, every driveway that's empty, and both sides of the sidewalk to the school. Sometimes plenty of the neighboring cul-de-sac too. The guy is so diligent that it's enabling lazy asses like me to not shovel. I almost want to buy him a 4 wheeler fitted with a snow plow.
I'm not my best then. I would ignore you.So, I'm that guy that comes in bright and happy in the morning with a great big "GOOD MORNING" at 0700.
I think that counts as the same thing.
My elevator tends to smell like pot, so it might be a nice change.I love dropping one in a lift before i get out, knowing full well that somebody is walking into the ride from hell.