HAHAHAAHAHA that's great! It's like a nightmare ride with The Hitcher. DON'T TURN AROUND. KEEP YOU HANDS ON THE WHEEL. DON'T SAY NOTHIN'. THIS SHIT'S FOR REAL. Then he's all mumbling to himself about feeling it in his sex and stuff, while the passenger is scared out of his wits.
Love it.
Pat, I am your santa, but your song won't be coming 'til next week. Profound apologies. Everybody else, geez, what's with the stressing. This is how sidefight things go. Why is it surprising this far into history? Some people will be on time, others late, others won't come through at all.
Here's my philosophy on gifts, and it's just how I feel about them going in the direction of me to receiver: It's a gift. I expect nothing in return. You don't have to even acknowledge it. Understanding that, I know that others expect reciprocation. I had a long-term girlfriend who basically weighed gifts according to appropriateness and required reciprocation, and was very upset when that balance wasn't kept. So, I know where you're coming from even though I don't share those feelings.
[on second thought, bitchy nonsense thought better of and removed, sorry guys, just lighten up already wouldya]
Ok, my breakfast is gone, trouble has been stirred on the Internet, time to head to the office. I should just move my bed there, these days.
JB