Dear Diary
Today i saw fred cry and this time i did not make it happen. I did not steal his tj, i did not throw hot chocolate in his face, nor did i punch him in the nuts. All i have to say is it is still funny even though someone else made him cry
-rj
something just occured to me... why am I friends with you?
"Watching you work on your Jeep is like watching a doctor operate on a cadaver...
It may be good practice, but in the end it won't do much good." -My Mother.
i think i actually hate all my friends come to think of it..... yup. hahaha
"Watching you work on your Jeep is like watching a doctor operate on a cadaver...
It may be good practice, but in the end it won't do much good." -My Mother.
something just occured to me... why am I friends with you?
because between all that ball hitting, pain, agony, and verbal torment, something magical happens. You know that perfect moment, you and RJ together in happiness, till bam mike runs over and punches you in the taint.
No worries, I'm not actually back, I'm just reminiscing about the old days.
ForSure Motorsports
Win or Lose, We Booze.
Vice President of Internal Affairs at Dirty Donny's House of Hookers
"Watching you work on your Jeep is like watching a doctor operate on a cadaver...
It may be good practice, but in the end it won't do much good." -My Mother.
i read this thread. i cried, i laughed. i wondered why the hell i hang out with all of you every single weekend.
amen sister.
"Watching you work on your Jeep is like watching a doctor operate on a cadaver...
It may be good practice, but in the end it won't do much good." -My Mother.
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