All I do is deliver mail all day. Then, when I head over to the bar to knock off a couple brews, Carla's always busting my chops. It makes me so flipping mad.

You know, I still haven't received my Santa gift. So all I can say is "Go Carla!! you rock!"

Heavenly said:

Hey, I just deliver the mail that they put in my bag. I'm sorry about your gift.

wait until dook takes a nudie picture with your avatar covering his privates, and THEN tell me how damn tough life is.

Anxiety said:

CliffClaven said:

Smooches;)

CliffClaven said:

:eyeroll: You think YOU have it bad...Try being a 46 year old High school drop out back in High School. All the kids still hate me and the teachers...ha ha horrible! I live with my step mom and Brother who BOTH hate me. My pets keep dying. I've lost a turtle, a chicken and a snake! Let me tell you something...I've ran with the worst of em. I was a boozer, user and loser. I've had herpes...and my herpes had crabs and those crabs...had ghonereah. So don't talk to me about rough...I KNOW how rough it is out there mister!

I'd trade lives with a washed up mailman in two licks of a camel toe.

i hate your life too

it sounds rubbish

lollyp0p said: