You guys don't understand

It's a process
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Like raising your children. Its like, changing the oil in your car, but you have no oil or filter

Its like, planting a seed, only to have a drought and you try to water, but your hose has a hole in it and the ACE hardware store us closed because the economy is bad

Its like mowing grass except with scissors and they are dull and bent, so you have to chew the grass

 

Go home, you're drunk.

 

I wish

 

It's like watering bamboo and waiting for it to grow.

 

Or feeding a red dog to turn it orange.

 

It's like hiring trannies when looking for *****.

 

Bad news John.

 

Hey, with a little imagination anything is possible.

 

"I...Like raising your children."

 

This thread is losing coherency.

Just sayin'.

 

In before 'There was one?"

 

You just don't understand.

 

And thank goodness for small blessings.

 

Peace and blessins

 

Thank God for peanut butter fudge.

 

Are all of you guys on drugs? Or only most of you?

 

I am the drugs.

 

Bad football causes alcoholism and drug addiction

 

And sexual dysfunction. Before Dooley, NYY was just a normal married guy who might occasionally stop at a Pilot Travel Station for a Slim Jim.

Now he stops by 3 times a day for Big Jim. And Fat Andre. And Skinny Steve. And whoever else taps their foot in the back stall.

 

Well I've been known to drink way too much when we suck. So, the last decade is pretty hazzy for me.