Warning: Reading the profile below is known to cause brain damage, or uncontrollable chuckles. You may want to draw curtain before continuing as you never know what the neighbors may think.
Nothing spells danger than letting me organized my Excellent Adventures. To my co-conspirators, boohoo, on dragging your behind up to the highest peak in the lower 48 states; a definitely nose bleed section; or on tasting some exotic cuisines. Yikes! Don’t blame me, just don’t hand me the menu next time.
Nothing spells “It must be Christmas!” than when I dressed up as a Santa Claus riding shotgun on a convertible delivering gifts to needy kids. Sorry kids, I didn’t mean to scare you. The gifts were good, right?
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Nothing spells “Kodak moments” than when Dad woke up from his nap and came down the stair to see all the kids are home to celebrate his 70th b-day. Yeah Dad, I was working in SB this week. Surprise, surprise….
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Disclaimer: The above stories are intent to attract you for dating. The author, I, could only be responsible if we actually fall in love, not the puppy look on your face.
