Yes, kinda my fault...
Trish clued me into yet another one of my drunken posts, which then makes a couple text messages much more understandable.
Simply put, he ended with a bloody nose, and I was untouched and still able to get my pizza.
But I guess I instigated it, so any victory (moral or assumed) is a false victory... or as Trish put it - "How old are you??"
And life goes on in Baltimore :)
Simply put, he ended with a bloody nose, and I was untouched and still able to get my pizza.
But I guess I instigated it, so any victory (moral or assumed) is a false victory... or as Trish put it - "How old are you??"
And life goes on in Baltimore :)