Psst, Paperboy...

Thursday, March 24, 2011 7 Comments




Thanks for the best two years of my life. It's been one strange trip and something tells me we're only getting warmed up.


I know
Get out the abacus and count this
A funny story with a dark twist
A target so big that you cant miss... me


Happy Anniversary, kiddo. I'd have gone batshit crazy by now without you.

Jr Deputy Accountant

Some say he’s half man half fish, others say he’s more of a seventy/thirty split. Either way he’s a fishy bastard.

7 comments:

Chris said...

Happy anniversary, you guys. Wishing you many more....

Has it only been two years? Must be all the good crazy shit we've gotten into, batshit included. Thanks for filling my life with all of it. And happy anniversary.

You're compulsive
And every page I turn I want more
I never know the next thing in store
'Cause you excite me like a locked door
Does


I couldn't have found better lines to complement yours. All I had to do was add more.

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And you're right, we're obviously both out of our minds. Yay us!

Anonymous said...

Oh Jesus, Joseph and Mary - she's going all "Squishy Girl"...

"Has it only been two years?"

Damn, if ole TLP ain't got some game... that's some smooth talkin' there, playa'

Just being an ass. Warms the cockles of my thorny little heart.

Maybe we need the gay cure app. Except we both have BlackBerrys.

wcv said...

How does the gay cure app work?

Is it just an animation of Alexandra Wallace's hooters?

Anonymous said...

Wood chip piles and daffodils?

Gin and juice "Suburban Sunrise"?

No more Camel cigarettes?

Getting your "Squish" on .... PUBLICLY??

What in the wide, wide world o' sports is a' goin' on here?

Welcome to the Truman Show, Adrienne.