My daughter turned 18.
Let me clarify, wiseasses, it was my oldest daughter, and no, I wasn't flirting with Lindsey Lohan at her party. I was talking to Lindsey. There's a difference. If I'm talking to a beautiful girl, and happen to have a smile on my face, I'm trying to get into her pants, apparently. I wish I had known this earlier in my
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and really work on believing it :)
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I miss the girls. Almost as much as I miss you.
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You know you're always welcome to visit, Toni-girl.
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