ron, i told you to tell me when we ran out of toilet paper! you don’t need to resort to these extreme measures every time you have a point. i mean at least your not smearing your feces on the walls or rubbing your feet in it, but there have to be other steps we can take.
your groveling for women’s attentions has hit a new low.
ha! You have no idea how low my groveling can go…
I need to read this sooner. I was going to say what Jeff said.
My second guess is that you fell for the old, “Let’s race across the Sem. pond.” gag.
ron, i told you to tell me when we ran out of toilet paper! you don’t need to resort to these extreme measures every time you have a point. i mean at least your not smearing your feces on the walls or rubbing your feet in it, but there have to be other steps we can take.
I guess I should be thankful that after our conversation w/ the nurses Friday night, this is the thing you chose to say.
The only thing I can conjure up for that picture are very dirty things indeed. But then, I’m a sick, sick person.