MIKE D! it’s Sander!
hey Sander… what’s up?
DUDE, I’m here with JACLYN. she wants to mother your CHILD
SERIOUSLY. SHE WANTS TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU, LIKE, EVERY MINUTE.
of course she does.
I mean: EVERY MINUTE
i’m sure. I think I’m going to go back to bed now
Were you SLEEPING!?!?
Alright MIKE D. You Should go back to BED! Maybe in the morning you’ll forgive this DRUNKEN phone call. WOOO!
LATER MIKE D!
I was doing a little Google sightseeing, and I found my least favorite part of route 2.
In Lexington, there’s a section where the road suddenly drops from 4 lanes to 2 lanes. It’s obnoxious. And, there are no signs hinting of the traffic doom ahead.
Granted, there is that exit there. But I still think it should be a more gradual process.
I went to Jill’s senior formal dance on Friday. It was fun. We ate, we danced. At one point during the night there was a large group of us dancing on the floor. Jill turned to me, said she needed some water, and scooted off. I remained dancing with the rest of the crowd. Suddenly… I turned to see a couple of the other girls migrate away and the only other person remaining was a guy named Raph.
mike d: uh… where did all the women go?
Raph (suddenly stops dancing): I don’t know.
mike d: let’s get out of here.
and we walked off in seperate directions.
Jill looked very pretty in her dress, and it was fun to hang out with her friends.
the rest of the weekend was very worcester.
February 22nd, 2005 at 7:42 am
One the thruway there are huge rocks where they blasted to make way for the road, and on these said rocks, there is ice forming a sort of frozen waterfall, where water has seeped out of the rock. My question to you is, BA BA DUM, Why is the Ice Blue?
Boss (looking out window): Did you see my new car?
mike d: which one is it?
Boss: The one in the far corner.
mike d: whoa, did you get a good deal?
Boss: yeah, the guy tried to screw me at first. . . but then I pulled out my programmable calculator.
We have a Ping Pong table here at work. But we don’t just stroll upstairs and Ping the Pong. no no. It’s a slaughterhouse up there. There are two giant holes in the wall from when Bill slammed into the wall when going for a shot. There are broken paddles. There are smashed balls. It’s a war zone.
Victor has purchased two personal paddles, each for over 100 dollars. And V is able to put so much spin on the ball that space time begins to tear.
While everyone else is skipping the ball into the corners, I’m lobbing them high and mighty. yes, I think it’s fair to say that my abilities are a bit less toned than anyone elses. I’m not upset by this. Because of my weakness I’m usually paired with kingpin V. And we do alright.
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