shit, i'm realizing that i'm turning into a character
you won't believe what happened today at work. i'm too tired to write all the details, but to give a brief rundown, i tried to chase down a flasher...
while wearing snow boots....
and screaming at him 'come here you son of a bitch! show me what you've got!'....
and of course both chairs and the dean heard me...
but i think they could hear me over in tuscaloosa as loud as i was.
obviously, i couldn't catch him. yeah, i guess my age might have played into it some....
while wearing snow boots....
and screaming at him 'come here you son of a bitch! show me what you've got!'....
and of course both chairs and the dean heard me...
but i think they could hear me over in tuscaloosa as loud as i was.
obviously, i couldn't catch him. yeah, i guess my age might have played into it some....