Damn.
Why didn’t y’all warn me that Sims2 was so addictive? So much for sleep for the next, oh, I’d say ever
Why didn’t y’all warn me that Sims2 was so addictive? So much for sleep for the next, oh, I’d say ever
You know things are tight when you tell the kids that if they are good boys and girls, Santa may bring us enough gas to get to Grandmas House for Christmas.
What is it with people that own small airplanes thinking they will be just fine if a hurricane passes through? At least it wasn’t a million dollar lear jet (see my same gripe about New Orleans) but c’mon. That’s like not rolling your windows up when you see rain coming your way. This should be […]