tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11904671.post2046689814144168600..comments2023-08-25T03:21:41.842-07:00Comments on The Petch House: Fear of CommitmentGreghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807710209656158413noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11904671.post-89214220800105838772007-01-02T05:36:00.000-08:002007-01-02T05:36:00.000-08:00Neither of us knew what he was apologizing for ..
...<i>Neither of us knew what he was apologizing for ..</i><br /><br />Haha. I've had that conversation before.<br /><br />Happy New Year!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11904671.post-564181596891373792007-01-01T14:32:00.000-08:002007-01-01T14:32:00.000-08:00I did *almost* the same thing last night. Went to...I did *almost* the same thing last night. Went to a New Year's party at a neighbors down the street and drank like a fish; the drinks were so good! We listened to music, talked and played lots of cards. I went to the party at 7:30 and walked home at 4:30AM!!!! I've been paying for my stupidity all day. It has been ages since I've been that plastered...<br /><br />Happy New Year!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11904671.post-46005205619850316722006-12-31T21:52:00.000-08:002006-12-31T21:52:00.000-08:00"Mort: The gravy train’s over, Sadie. It looks lik..."Mort: The gravy train’s over, Sadie. It looks like we’re back out on the street.<br />Sadie: Yep. It was good while it lasted. Let's get out of here before he starts to stink."<br /><br />Cute...<br /><br />Happy New Year!Poppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05923400820390663172noreply@blogger.com