I had another birthday and am now officially an old man and my age has caught up with my general curmudgeonliness. Well, not really, but it's one step closer to being able to shake my walking stick irritably at those pesky young 'uns and periodically having to replace the leather patches on my cardigan. Someone get me my pipe and slippers. Don't
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What would you do with a real fucking job?!?! Could be worse, you could be chained to a desk in a cube somewhere growing mold under florescent lighting. But then again, it could always be worse no matter the circumstances.
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I think I need to work on using the work "fuck" less. What do you think?
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And hell no. I have a serious thing for women who say what they mean and mean what they say. Carry on.
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I have a floating guest listing for you. Tell me when and where and I may even clean up before I try to hump your leg.
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Name the time and place and I'll be there (and if this is a disease, I can't think of a better way to go).
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