Am I the only one who tells stories about apartments she never even saw? Probably. I should stop doing that.
I like Greenwood Heights okay, Snappy, but it’s far from… stuff. Like Trader Joe’s. And Barnes and Noble. And the new twee bookshoppe on Fulton that I can no longer mock because they are so damn NICE.
“My eyes must have bucked out about 300%”
Really? And you didn’t tell them this before they figured it out? Wow.
SNAPPY! Don’t steal my new neighbor!
Heather, where are you now?
Heather, it’s not far at all!
“The folks who write golf articles must feel as if they’ve hit lotto.”
True, how much can one write about a grown man trying to drain his balls in a relatively small hole on a nicely manicured turf?
“THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! for….you know who you are!!!”
Thwack three times on the ceiling if you want me . . .
LOL Cobble. It took me a minute to realize that it was actually their boobies hanging out of the shirt and not just the way the shirt was decorated!
Biff, yes…two of my pals know about this. One asked me, “You post on that blog right? And they know you as Snappy?”
My eyes must have bucked out about 300%
“Biffy, check your eyes…those aren’t “small worlds” I posted! Not huge by any means, but not small!”
I was talking about their pride, not their boobies.
We almost looked an apartment near there once.
Am I the only one who tells stories about apartments she never even saw? Probably. I should stop doing that.
I like Greenwood Heights okay, Snappy, but it’s far from… stuff. Like Trader Joe’s. And Barnes and Noble. And the new twee bookshoppe on Fulton that I can no longer mock because they are so damn NICE.