Well, today was a interesting day and it's not even the weekend. See, I went to the Rock Bottom and met with my friend Robin. The story though is that a little over two years ago we were friends with benefits. We stopped the sex and remained friends... till Scotty came along. Yes Scotty is his birth name, not a nickname. Scotty hated me with a passion because I was the last guy that Robin had sex with. He wanted to kick my ass... literaly. Now here we are a little over two years later and Robin is miserable. She's having sex with another man (and Scotty knows) because he has no sex drive. He also mooches off of her not paying any rent or bills or paying for groceries. Now you ladies may think he's a musician but he's not... he's a grad student. She keeps trying to break up with him but he cries and won't face reality. I told her to tell him we're having sex. The problem is he'll come gunning for me... I mean he beat his housemate up for throwing pretzels at Robin. Sheesh.
I worked today too... when I say worked I mean looked at http://www.joebobbriggs.com/ all day. God bless America. Other than that not too exciting. It is Thursday after all.
I worked today too... when I say worked I mean looked at http://www.joebobbriggs.com/ all day. God bless America. Other than that not too exciting. It is Thursday after all.