for a lip-print on my left glut, just below a dingleberry, whom I have named "Herb" as a tribute. Thanks for the tons of $$ you helped me make through the years... and you didn't even get (or want) a dime! It's a shame it all had to come to an end, but I still win. Forgive me, the victory has left me giddy with glee. It's a shame you can't see the little jig I'm doing. You'll just have to try and imagine. Seriously, I gotta go. I think I nearly lost urine on that last burst of guffaw. Besides, I need to find a good club that could use a nice donation of my leftovers. (Tee Hee--I'm still giggling). I guess that says something, doesn't it?: "I would rather GIVE stuff away than pay YOU to help me sell it. Yes, that definitely is a mouthfull.
Grey Skies,
Mike Head
one last note: Have you ever considered a career that does not require any kind of customer service on your part, say....McDonald's... or.....I got it!---THE POST OFFICE! PERFECT! Yes, I suspect you may have missed your calling.
Grey Skies,
Mike Head
one last note: Have you ever considered a career that does not require any kind of customer service on your part, say....McDonald's... or.....I got it!---THE POST OFFICE! PERFECT! Yes, I suspect you may have missed your calling.
