I don’t want to have to deal with any strong willed women when I am a drug lord. Don’t need the sass attitude, got enough problems.
Trying to tame this pack of coyotes. When I control them I control the city.
Moving to Arizona… starting a colony… I need some nice land… easily defensible… caves would be nice close to an underground aquifer…
Cookie dookie diahorea! Plops. Splash splash.
Tonka trucks were great for transporting GI Joes to the battlefield.
California knee surgery nurse duty moved to March. Blog will continue as normal until then. Thank you for your cooperation.
Expect a balloon at 8:25 with knodel and donuts.
Just puked on my new Armani shirt… fucking sad.
Oh sorry. I was told you had connections in city hall.
Celebrate with an ice cold Pabst. You have earned it.
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