Hit it Englebert
For I cannot be sober any more
To live without beer would be a sin
So release me, and let me, drink again.
I am such a cunning linguist, ain't I?
One of the older ladies in the area had her daughter in the office yesterday. I believe it was her daughter because I had noticed two pictures on her desk the other day and was wondering who the tramps were. But in person, she did not look trampy. Quite tasty I must say. My guess is she is in her early twenties. Apparently she came in for lunch and to watch mama work a bit. I didn't mind this. She was wearing a blouse that revealing if she bent over. Hey, I had to stand up and stretch at that time anyways. So what if I got a nice view at the same time. I then sat for the next 15 mintues without moving. Still, but content.
I looked around what I have done here for the last 40 some days. This site will be shut down tomorrow. Barring any forseen issues, I don't intend to return here. It will be over. The End. Fin.
I plan to hit up Jerseys tomorrow. Feel free to head on down to the South Side of Milwaukee to tip a couple back with me. Easy to find on south Howard, just south of Howell. See, easy.

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Unless the usual gaming with my friends on Thursday gets cancelled, I won't be able to make it unfortunately. I sure would like to see you reintroduced to your red headed friend Mark.
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