Logic just isn't in play sometimes.
That's true. I don't have a lot of experience with this.
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Logic just isn't in play sometimes.
That's true. I don't have a lot of experience with this.
I will have to restrain the urge to pinch his fucking head off.
I know this isn't a laughing matter, but now I'm picturing Hec as Mark McKinney from KIDS IN THE HALL sitting in the court room muttering "I'm crushing your head!" in a bizarro Europeon accent.
I was blissfully unaware they made "Fish Taco" soda
Not enough "ewww" in the world.
From farther up.... Hugh Laurie is a fine wine of a man, improving with age. Nice gams, too.
Hec, much ~ma and strength for you and EM.
It's official. Job is moving to Simi. 30 miles away.
Bah.
Bah!
{{{Aimee}}}
Hec, much ~ma to Em. I hope her ex continues to leave her alone.
Ew, Aimee. Bah, indeed.
All kinds of ~ma to EM. Jerk needs to back off and stay away.
I kind of want to send a couple of my guys out to have a chat with him.
And she has them. Guys. Who do....stuff.
Oh, Aimees. Suckage.
Go Hec with being a rock during all this. Goes to show that not all ex's have to be psycho.
And cause I'm late, as always - Beth has rockin hair.
{{Hec, EM, Emmett, and JZ}}
Oh, man, Aimee.
Why can't November go pick on EM's ex for a while, and leave the rest of us who never did it no harm alone? Especially people who even gave it pretty pretty babies! Ingrate.