And it's good to see the Monstu is still up to his old tricks...(<=read, I really really want one of my own) just to try it out and drop off the face of the earth in a fruity O.E. 800 sort of way. Who says you have to be a snooty cock-knocker when faced with the fact that you live on the wrong coast. An O.E. Martini if you will, gets you off the high horse. I send my reply to the Monstu Friday at 4pm...just about the time he's thinking "well, I really don't want to be at work anymore and happy hour is a forever 3hrs away."
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Yummy! Oh wait, I just puked a little in my mouth.
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