Great to meet you, too, and I'm sorry we didn't officially get to say goodbye. It's Mike's fault for dragging you off to return your hat. (And NO, I did not have any extra hats in my luggage). As for stealing your moves, I have plenty of other moves . . . :xyxthumbs: =)
Like a newborn slapped by a doctor I've been crying in my own filth waiting to get swaddled for comfort.
Look at this way, at least you won't have to say the words "Don't let Russ fuck me" for a whole year!
Feels wrong, just like wearing pants again. I think I've been institutionlized and finding it hard to acclimate to the real world again. I think I still wake up screaming that!
