You got to spend 3 hrs w/the Nazi in-laws and got yelled at. Just imagine the horror at the prospect of walking to their house every night after ice cream. Sitting in a closed van in 90 degree weather w/a 6'5" farting smoker was the day's highlight back then.
Remind me to tell you about my workplace sometime this summer.
04-20-2009, 02:15 PM
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