I figured he was using some shitty translation software, though I really knew what he meant. I was just trying to be sure. Too many people have inside knowledge here for me to be comfortable.
The thing is, if they do have connections, why aren't the tenants taking some of the ques to perk it up a bit and bring in some business?
Hey reloaded. Wait until you get to be an old dude. Delays are never a problem. :)
I gave you a -1, just cuz I like giving them out to deserving people.
They're all yours. I'll take something a bit closer to home here. I don't like traveling unless it's on a cruise ship. But even those are very questionable anymore.
Yeah, I see that. No biggie. What shocks me is that even after a few days, we don't even get a reply of sorts. I didn't even get a PM tell me to go F myself. I figure that they are all such gorgeous women no picture could ever do them justice.
So I consider the topic history, and we'll shanghai the thread accordingly.
You know. Like we do all the others. ;)
Tell me something that I don't know. You pin these bastards up on a tree with knives by their ears and make them smile. Disect a face and make it known you were there while your buddy was so fucked up on drugs he didn't even know he was there.
Okay. Until I find out otherwise, I issue you a formal apology. I just can't stand a poser that makes himself out to be a hero when he sat in his armchair watching what the media wanted the country to see.
It's one thing to watch TV. It's quite another to hear Charlie sneaking up on you in canvas shoes so you don't hear the leather squeak, then turn around and in a split second know who's head you are blowing off, then smelling the flesh and blood. Death stinks when the blood is on your hands. You sleep for a few minutes in the mud because you get just a few minutes of knowing you might be safe. You hide in a tree hoping you don't fall out.
Enough.