You know what, when I die? I want them to put a mail-slot into my headstone. That way, my next-of-kin won't have to deal with all of my slightly-creepy mail.
Also. Today, I saw a midget tow-truck driver helping somebody out near the side of the road. He was buff and had a shaved head, sort of like a ripped
Jason Statham only much shorter
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