Dear Guy-Who-Refuses-To-Lock-The-Single-Stall-Bathroom-Door-So-That-I-Walk-In-While-You-Are-Doing-Your-Business-Guy,
Lock the freaking door. How hard is that, really? And stop looking at me like I am some kind of perv because you did not lock the freaking door!
Yeah, so it was more of an open sentence or two...
In other news:
Les Mis was pretty cool.
My son is a pretty solid soccer player.
John Mayer looks like a turtle having a stroke when he sings.
My wife gets more and more beautiful every day.
My kids are amazing.
One time I farted and it sounded like a harmonica.
My wife is going to kill me for that last one...
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So, as I was reading this, I burst into laughter. I pretty much hate to admit that, because I should be slightly more cultured than that... but I laughed. You can tell you wife. Hopefully she will forgive me!
Andy laughed his head off, of course.
totally and completely ridiculous :)
Sorry Carrie, but I burst into laughter also as I was reading it. That is soooooo Corey.
Becky
I've never understood why John Mayer whispers his songs instead of singing them.
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