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And may I say Mrs C was mighty impressed when I arrived home just before 2am and realized I didn’t have my keys. It was just an added bonus that her parents were staying with us and got to witness their middle-aged, tipsy son-in-law trying to break into the house in the middle of the night.
ENY, this was a Friday night foray to a dive bar where there is Karaoke. I know that you are a dignified guy but I know you have a sense of humor and it was definately over the top.
No, *rob*, donatella apparently has you and me confused. I mean it’s not like she and I “sang” (and I use that term in the loosest sense) “I Got You Babe” together, and it’s not like I kept pointing at her while “singing” “My Life”. I “sang” “Runaround Juaqita” to the tune of “Runaround Sue”.
And may I say Mrs C was mighty impressed when I arrived home just before 2am and realized I didn’t have my keys. It was just an added bonus that her parents were staying with us and got to witness their middle-aged, tipsy son-in-law trying to break into the house in the middle of the night.
You making fun of my singing, CGar????
ENY, this was a Friday night foray to a dive bar where there is Karaoke. I know that you are a dignified guy but I know you have a sense of humor and it was definately over the top.
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Oh yeah. I want to hang out with you guys. Sounds like a real fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
get over yourself. seriously
*rob*
“Oh yeah. I want to hang out with you guys. Sounds like a real fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon.”
We missed your presence just as much as you wished you were there.
“i guess the new word is hoolahay is. i hoolahay’d it back and then i gave it back to her.”
The only thing passed around more han the Hooters shirt was CGar being passed around by the teachers.
How can a woman be a stallion? Especially with a large bustline. Lechecal, I think you may have quaffed too many beers.
“And when he says her hands were ALL OVER the dummy, trust me when I say they were all over the dummy.”
This is true. And CGar clearly enjoyed it. When it was my turn to shoot pool and I went to grab his cue, he said, “that’s not it!”.
“I was at some dive bar waaay down Atlantic ave near the BQE,”
“this skinny dude who came with the woman actually ripped off his shirt and told C-Gar he was going to kick his ass”
“”how about when her hoodrat friend tried to kick my ass outside!?”
“Before this all happened I was getting all bitchy and complaining about how the bar was too loud, too packed, too fully of giggly school teachers.”
Oh yeah. I want to hang out with you guys. Sounds like a real fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
No, *rob*, donatella apparently has you and me confused. I mean it’s not like she and I “sang” (and I use that term in the loosest sense) “I Got You Babe” together, and it’s not like I kept pointing at her while “singing” “My Life”. I “sang” “Runaround Juaqita” to the tune of “Runaround Sue”.