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jackal – i’m sure those weird bikers are better “hue-mons” than the majority of people you encounter in brooklyn. i’m sure they’ll tell it how it is, and not try to put up a front
i bet after 2 months of the stepford wives you’ll be chillin with the bikers
DCB, I just get excited when I hear talk of planes, trains and automobiles.
[waking up after sharing the same bed on the motel]
Neal: Del… Why did you kiss my ear?
Del: Why are you holding my hand?
Neal: [frowns] Where’s your other hand?
Del: Between two pillows…
Neal: Those aren’t pillows!
“Yeah, OK, whatever. There were a few fat harley davidson types trying to have a whiskey-addled conversation about football while their women with their leathery skin and skinny legs and beer guts stared blankly at the television.”
Yeah, OK, whatever. There were a few fat harley davidson types trying to have a whiskey-addled conversation about football while their women with their leathery skin and skinny legs and beer guts stared blankly at the television.
jackal – i’m sure those weird bikers are better “hue-mons” than the majority of people you encounter in brooklyn. i’m sure they’ll tell it how it is, and not try to put up a front
i bet after 2 months of the stepford wives you’ll be chillin with the bikers
“Montero’s rules!”
Much better! Agreed, of course.
DCB, I just get excited when I hear talk of planes, trains and automobiles.
[waking up after sharing the same bed on the motel]
Neal: Del… Why did you kiss my ear?
Del: Why are you holding my hand?
Neal: [frowns] Where’s your other hand?
Del: Between two pillows…
Neal: Those aren’t pillows!
“When did Montero’s move to Dobbs Ferry?”
Speak for yourself!
🙂
^^^^^^^^
Kidding, obvi.
Montero’s rules!
“Yeah, OK, whatever. There were a few fat harley davidson types trying to have a whiskey-addled conversation about football while their women with their leathery skin and skinny legs and beer guts stared blankly at the television.”
When did Montero’s move to Dobbs Ferry?
Whiny homeowner didn’t want to get off their own butt to shovel their snow then. Pot = kettle.
Biff, did somebody take the cork out of your lunch a little early today?
“i am sure they are happy about that as well..”
Yeah, OK, whatever. There were a few fat harley davidson types trying to have a whiskey-addled conversation about football while their women with their leathery skin and skinny legs and beer guts stared blankly at the television.