My lady loves to say I have a heart of stone because I never cry during movies, and she's a damn fountain of tears at a good hallmark commercial. Doesn't mean I don't enjoy them just the same too, though. Sappy or not. I'll read the books as well more often than not.
The double punch in Gladiator gets me every time, and I listen to the soundtrack on my whatever music player
Because I guess I could understand your anger. Otherwise, I'm a bit lost why you're so swollen. Maybe give us the tip (not the kind you got of course) we so sorely (not like your bum) need to understand.
Thanks much
(any puns read are much intended for the audience)
I maintain Harper's teammates are bitches for not running out on the field for the most recent events, regardless if he charged the mound. Whole bunch of yelling and pointing from the bench, and not a reaction amongst the bunch that wasn't just bitch.
Harper gets points though, for not throwing a hissy fit since the first one.
Which means both you bitches better be bringing some ABS to the wedding, or knowing Quas he'll be a svirf with some axes calling bloodthirst on the lions before they have a chance to wake up while Sam gets bashed by a gorilla he was trying to befriend in the name of the Light.
A woman can talk, cry, bitch, moan, complain, or any other verb that is even remotely similar to those, and not want you to do ONE fucking thing about it. She does not want you to do anything other than look at her, listen, respond accordingly, and be there for her. That is it, nothing else.
It took me 9+ fucking years to learn this essential lesson.
We all know women are not men. This is o
Bashing sword spec (or whatever works here I guess) + ranger with Azhelak's class/cabal powers? Air/off + Azhelak ranger. Not just the solo.
Or are you saying that you disagree with those combo's being better (I'm not trolling here either, its late and I drank tonight)?
The whole lack of a bridal/wedding party has changed things, so some family friend (Dr. J's wife) decided she wanted to throw a little party. Oddly, a dual-sex wedding shower is sort of in line with our total lack of "traditional" wedding shit anyway, so its all gravy.
BTW...alcohol orders are coming in. Holy shit brother, holy shit. Hundreds of bottles of wine. Hundred or so mo
Disclaimer: my best friend is black, I am about as far from it on the white spectrum as you can get. I don't use racial epitaphs with him in a jovial sense. Ever. I'd feel like the biggest dick in the world if I did.
That said, he's totally kosher with me asking him about the most absurd of racist terms, and our loud discussions I'm sure offend the senses. But fuck me