Women seriously drive me crazy. Not Insane Clown Posse crazy, but roll around in the grass crazy.
You know when you find a shiny wheat penny on the ground and you get all exited to yourself?
That's a great feeling.
Just to clarify, for al you bloodthirsty gossip hounds: There is nothing, and no one specific that should cause me to be a little nuts...
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If you want, let me know if any plans are made that you think I might want to attend.
I didn't mean it like that.
But I can see your point.