Come on Drew, quit dancing around the issue here; If you wanted pussy back in the day you would go to, see, and do almost anything the chick wanted.
You Know I’m right so stop the denial,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Too right. You know how many times I sat through Saturday Night Fever and then agreed that the Bee Gees in disco mode was the greatest thing ever? Geez, the things guys will do.
Poor Drew, you were born in the wrong era.
I started college in the fall of 1969, a prophetic designator for a great year. Back then, even the nerds had girlfriends.
Oh yeah, just because I can’t stand the politically correct book burners…
I never saw St Elmos Fire or Saturday Night Fever (caught part of it on tv once, thought I’d puke).
Not all ‘chicks’ go for ‘chick’ flicks. And crap is crap no matter the genre.
So I’m off my feet (since Friday - a slip and fall) - and this am during the morning monsoon the daughter slips off the road into the trees. Luckily two flat tires (apparently one blew that set off the spin out.
I think I might crawl into bed and not get back out this week. And, oh yeah, I really, truly hate talking with insurance people.
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