Believe none of what you hear...
...and believe half of what you see.
Interesting tabloid reports over the last few days. Interesting last few days period. My weekend off was nice. Brittany and I took Jackson out to play in the snow. It was fun. But it's the fresh back hospital gossip that tends to make things more interesting ( Read more... )
Interesting tabloid reports over the last few days. Interesting last few days period. My weekend off was nice. Brittany and I took Jackson out to play in the snow. It was fun. But it's the fresh back hospital gossip that tends to make things more interesting ( Read more... )
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I wish the tabloids would be a bit more inventive. Something about my family adopting Bigfoot seems more along their line.
You have a bike? Seems a bit midlife-crisis-y. But, then, I'm having another kid.
You think it works if you stamp your foot and tell the world, "I am SO twenty-five!"
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The bike...well I can't run. But I can shift my weight just fine to control the bike and it's just about as good as running. It keeps me sane.
Bigfoot? Somehow I don't think he'll fit in the guest room, and you know, fleas.
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Sweet.
Well, I can run. Which means I probably will have bust both my knees by the time I'm 50.
You'd be surprised.
ooc: if you've never seen Bruce Davison having extensive conversations with Bigfoot, you probably need to get hold of the Harry and the Hendersons series, stat ;-)
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I think we're supposed to die after wearing out all the parts and possibly some replacement ones along the way. Why keep a pristine body to take the grave with you? Shit, live it up, tear it up, patch it up, as long as you're having fun.
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