i look at this and i feel like louella parsons

everyone loves the play by play
only in it for the color commentary
timewise, it looks like i can type pretty fast onehanded

and yet this window had to stay open until now
crap, do i know this guy?

"Mom � He was cute. He even asked for my phone number, Kirky. My phone number! (Why, exactly, is she whispering this? I am NOT going to *giggle* with my mother. No fuckin� way.)"
i, on the other hand, can only giggle with my mother at best
on second thought, i may be related to this guy
hmm, is that why they aren't calling me?
the poop finger nearly killed