I have a hotel room in walking distance. I can nap if I want to! :evil: The dogs will be first to curl up and sleep with me? Pft... you have it wrong again... read my last PM
The last PM was how much you loved me, which we all know... :shock: SO I am not sure what you being a sleepy head has to do with that?? Do you need another nap?
9 days left.. you better start your early nights and afternoon nap routine now so you can keep up all weekend. Remember, you're a year older this time round
Fletch - I lost the ebay auction for the pink barbie bicycle helmet... I will find something else. I still need to know your shoe size please.
Evidence show's that he was kicked off of the sofa and banished to the floor though...... Ian :lol: :lol: :lol:
Bad dog! He's not allowed on the couch!! :lol: I don't even want to know which one of you was pantless ...
Its all coming back to me now like a bad dream. I recall just drifting off to sleep in the exercise room when I heard the aggresive snarling and growling of a pit bull followed by the high pitched screams of a north american accented male, on jumping out of bed and walking tentatively into the lounge to investigate I was met with the sight of a 6'4" trouserless Canadien been wedgied by said pit bull and soft tufty dog ( sorry, forgot name ) , sort of tag teaming him trying to gain possesion of his undergarments. Upon seeing this and realising that I carry more meat and am therefore a more tastier main course that I could be next I legged it back to the gym, put the dressingtable against the door then attempted to hurdle the stairmaster, therefore nearly breaking right leg. I blame the jager bombs in QT. Ian :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
What do you mean "Uh oh"? Read the terms. You agreed to wear what I give you until you catch up. In no way did we agree that it was limited to a TShirt P.S. The "Tshirt" I'm getting made up for you isn't so much a Tshirt as it is a pink spaghetti strapped belly exposing tank top... :lol: Two words of advice buddy... KEEP UP!
Last thing I remember, I dozed off in a upright position on the couch sitting between Ian and Dennis. I was wondering who took my pants off... BAD DOG!
