Hmm. I was gonna make a comment about how odd your job sounds, but then I noticed there is a new picure of (I assume) yourself there on your blog, and I decided to leave a different comment.
You look kinda like Nathan's son. But so much less cute.
Hey, if you're trying to imply something, I'll let you know, buddy, no matter how much I've tried, Nathan's wife would never sleep with me...she'd make me soup, but I kinda blew that opportunity too.
Is it weird that I can remember things like when I was being bathed in the sink by my mother before I could walk? I know most people probably don't believe me and there really isn't anything I can say to prove it except for, "Hey man! You weren't there. You don't know. You think you know, but you don't. So why don't you just shut up."
When I was a little boy a nail went all the way through my left eye. My parents rushed me to the hospital. People brought me flowers and candy and toys. Many people were worried about me. The doctors managed to save my eye and people lost interest.
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Hmm. I was gonna make a comment about how odd your job sounds, but then I noticed there is a new picure of (I assume) yourself there on your blog, and I decided to leave a different comment.
You look kinda like Nathan's son. But so much less cute.
Hey, if you're trying to imply something, I'll let you know, buddy, no matter how much I've tried, Nathan's wife would never sleep with me...she'd make me soup, but I kinda blew that opportunity too.
I was going to make a hilarious comment about the blog post, but then the comments section was all about having sex with my wife.
Well, don't leave us hanging! You know the most about the topic...
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