Not sure how those two snippets seem related to you monet but I do see a developing storyline: you keep hinting at how my sports betting losses--or gasp! Wins--by the end of the season, will in any way be any type of a big deal for me. Sounds like you need some BRAIN food.
Go home and eat some more egg rolls and pot stickers.


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Can you just IMAGINE the strewn around crumpled food wrappers, cigarette ashes, scrunched empty beer and coke cans, crusty Rosie Palmer sex towels, ketchup and saucy sauce stains, loose change in the crevices, and caked-on mustiness on the inside of the windows?