Ok, that makes three. Would you please tell them to get on the bandwagon so Tony can think of something else cool for us all to copy? Grazi.
Gunner, I can't comment on your blog. It's not that I can't bring myself to, I can. It's just that blogger won't let me for some reason. So belated thanks on nodding to those two places for me. My grandmother will appreciate it. By the way, the fist-pounder in the situation you describe bears a profoundly strong resemblance to someone I used to know and respect. Wonder if the same fate could be in store, if indeed you are referring to a real person, which of course I don't know that you are.
Kit, Trina used to drive a truck, and looks real good when you see that beautiful red hair in contrast to what many feel was a pink shirt. I don't think she ever won Phase Five, but she has certainly played it. Mmm, Winston lights in a soft pack, hot coffee, a get-your-ass-off-the-back-of-the-truck-and-move-speakers smile, and an affinity for Norway and physics make her extry special. Don't say it out loud... would hate to blow her cover.
A famous Christmas song is her grandfather.
Hoping for a relaxing weekend, and company.
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