I’ve been thinking that with this blog now being over 2 years old (. ) why don’t we make a unanimous decision about which posts we’d like to keep AND delete all the others and maybe start afresh?

Never. When have you ever posted anything that we both find interesting either. Did you hear about what happened to Bill Paxton? All of the movie stars I was fond of when I was a child, they’re all old now and they’re slowly dying one by one. No matter where on earth you go you will never find them once they’re gone.

What the hell is this shit? Oh and you never come in to the chat step room you made for me. I kind of found my “dream woman” , at least in the physical sense a long time ago:

I mean since we first got to know each other? I miss our chats. You never are in the chatstep room you set up.

A new blog that actually has intellectually interesting and thought provoking content as opposed to the juvenile pic posting and “do you think she’s hot, do you like her”

This job type thing you’ve mentioned, what exactly is it? Are you actually employed? You said something about working for your parents on a project or something. Why work all the hours god sends if you’re not getting any real pay?

No wonder we’ve known each other this long

Don’t know because I didn’t watch the video, and that snapshot below doesn’t really inspire me to invest 5 minutes, let alone 1 hour and 3 minutes of my time in it.

Right then Billy, your master has told you that you have ?8,000 of outstanding debt to pay, so you had best start looking for a full time job. Imagine it’s me that you’re going to work for, you don’t want to disappoint me, do you? there’s a good boy.

“I can see you’re both having trouble coming up with an immediate solution to this debt and that you need time to think about it, but I have an idea Billy regarding how you can earn the money to pay off the money you owe.” Tracy says with a wry smile on her face.”You can come and work for shaadi me whilst juggling your little oven scrubbing job; bringhing me breakfast in bed and cleaning my boots and if you say you wouldn’t love that then you are a liar.”