Wearing mismatched shoes is a common thing. Men usually have a couple of pairs of shoes that are similiar and people get dressed when they are sleepy. It’s funny. Everyone thinks they need a neurological exam, but men do it. I never heard of women doing it through.
Jessi, I haven’t been to Istanbul. I should go, I have a similar customer in Russia that sells parts to the oilfield, I could combine the two. If I take jessi, you think I could writer her off?
There are LOTS OF COPS on Myrtle Avenue. Cop cars everywhere, vans, skywatch. I had the pleasure last night of hitting a pothole blowing out my tire (spare no good either) and while I waited for “emergency help” got to observe the NYPD response to the recent shootings. They were definately out there. The rest of the evening was dedicated to buying tires. My exciting life….
One of the pleasures of being a male is that only a limited number of shoes are required.
Posted by: benson at March 30, 2010 10:09 AM
You’re not a very good Italian, then!!! 🙂
Wearing mismatched shoes is a common thing. Men usually have a couple of pairs of shoes that are similiar and people get dressed when they are sleepy. It’s funny. Everyone thinks they need a neurological exam, but men do it. I never heard of women doing it through.
Walmart has one L?
…the other L must stand for Lazy ass pants.
Looks are deceiving.
***Bid half off peak comps***
Posted by: Brownstones Half Off at March 30, 2010 10:05 AM
These are actual factual data points, BHO. Sorry if that escapes you.
Walking smokers
People who don’t walk like they drive – right side, yield to oncoming, step aside when stopping, etc.
***Bid half off peak comps***
One of the pleasures of being a male is that only a limited number of shoes are required.
Jessi, I haven’t been to Istanbul. I should go, I have a similar customer in Russia that sells parts to the oilfield, I could combine the two. If I take jessi, you think I could writer her off?
There are LOTS OF COPS on Myrtle Avenue. Cop cars everywhere, vans, skywatch. I had the pleasure last night of hitting a pothole blowing out my tire (spare no good either) and while I waited for “emergency help” got to observe the NYPD response to the recent shootings. They were definately out there. The rest of the evening was dedicated to buying tires. My exciting life….
Hey BHO — If anyone can identify a bottom, it’s DIBS.