But at least I could go back to ignoring the phone for a while.
I didn't bother answering this time; I simply turned the ringer down as far as it would go, and tried to ignore it.
I'm so glad I could help. I've learned my lesson. Or slobber all over it and drop it in the toilet, whichever's easier.
Chicks dig the veggies, you know. Apparently, it's 'Columbus Day', or some such made-up holiday. So she wrote it down for later, in case he ever pisses her off. There's no Mike Patterson here. Snap the elastic of others as you would have your own elastic snapped unto you. It can't possibly be the first choice of delivery, for doctor or patient.
Snap the elastic of others as you would have your own elastic snapped unto you. Or he has a bunch of rich friends with thirty-seven people in their wedding parties.
Finding none of those, I deleted the message and assumed that was the end of it. I didn't bother answering this time; I simply turned the ringer down as far as it would go, and tried to ignore it. They'll see the shorts, note the glaring lack of denim on 'Denim Day', and presume that I've turned a cold cotton-clad hip to their plight. Possibly, he had some convoluted logic to reconcile that with his 'people person' wedding party achievement, but I wasn't about to sit through it. My feeble attempts to interconnectatize computers on an 'off' day were met with nothing but pain, frustration, and 'Domain does not exist! With certain people, it's best to not ask a lot of questions. She harrumphed, and and hung up.
I'm really not important enough to be called, anyway.
One of the worst things you can possibly do is fail to realize you have everything ass-backwards.
Meanwhile, my wife will be doing the same. When you start out with a leg in the wrong hole, it's all downhill from there.
'Tight end' on three.
Meanwhile, my wife will be doing the same.
If you suspect something's going to crawl up your ass and annoy you, you're probably right.
Obviously, you can't just show up on Sunday and expect the players to be on the same page without careful planning.
There's no Mike Patterson here.
Chicks dig the veggies, you know.
And the breast cancer cause is one that I can fully get behind. Those false starts are killing us. Just like I said on our honeymoon. I don't often give out that number.