I'm out. Got a plane to catch. I'll talk to you all again around Christmas.
Come back safe mate. Keep your head down. Give em Hell.I'm out. Got a plane to catch. I'll talk to you all again around Christmas.
I'm out. Got a plane to catch. I'll talk to you all again around Christmas.
One shot, one kill. I'm back on home soil. Just in time to do some Christmas shopping.
Thanks all. Came back to a bunch of texts from my ex too. Apparently I get my son this weekend and she wants to "talk". We will see what that's all about. In the mean time though I'm going to devour this delicious ribeye.
Yeah, my ex's idea of a "talk" is she talks and I listen.We talked. She said my job or her. Told her to hit the road. Sorry women but my men need me more than i need you.
Yeah, my ex's idea of a "talk" is she talks and I listen.
Yeah pretty much. At least I get my son out of the deal. Now she can hit the road and leave me the hell alone and go back to screwing the dude she was screwing while I was overseas. No shit off my shoulders. Note to self, never be with an Irish women with dark hair, green eyes, and a pornstar ass. They are trouble.