Well I've made it another year...I guess I should be thankful for that. Nothing planned though unfortunately because I am broker than a two-dollar whore. I purchased a new car on Saturday, which I'm happy because it's new but I'm not happy because I have car payments again. And I took the day off today but I have to go sit at the car dealer and have them put my sticker on and check out why the gas gauge is not working. Ho-hum 
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Two dollars whores aren't as broke as two cent whores, so it could be worse. One night this summer I was in downtown Springfield and a hooker struck up a conversation with me (yes, very weird) and told me how she got into this guy's car to "service" him, and he only had a handful of change, so she threw his car keys down the sewer. She sings part-time at Theodore's on Thursday nights, incidentally... which is in no way related to what I just told you, but is just a trivial fact.
Yes, Jen's mother's friend has a 21 year old son we sometimes pal around with, and since I was single for so long, we used to flirt a bit, until Kathy (the mother) told me to stop "molesting" her son. Perhaps that's because I told Kathy I would be interested in making her son my sex slave (just to annoy her).