DUDE MY DAD WENT SKYDIVING ONE TIME! He tried for WEEEKS to get me to go with him as well. I think it went something along the lines of "No." "PLEASE?" "GOD NO."
Luckily, my cousin wanted to go and my godson was a newborn at the time, so they went off and I got an uninterrupted afternoon with my little man.
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Luckily, my cousin wanted to go and my godson was a newborn at the time, so they went off and I got an uninterrupted afternoon with my little man.
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Yet another reason I love you, Lez: our shared fear of dying messily.
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On the other hand I'll duck tape Santa to a chair and take off his boots if you want to use a hammer on his toes.
One by one.
/hates Xmas.
//it burns us, doesn't it precious?
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Wrong.
I'd definitely take a hammer to Santa's fat, red toes--a sledgehammer. With poisoned spikes.
/also hates Xmas.
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not even with the amazing prices
merry x-mas
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Merry X-Mas to yew, tew.
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It's always the unimaginative gifts that cost the most, isn't it? These are the times I wish I knew how to knit or sculpt. *weary sigh*
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that's one for the record books, up there with oatmeal jizzing bastard.
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