I worry that I'm going to get blown off the board at RHP in 10 moves.
I worry that I haven't done enough for my family.
I worry that my 17 year old son is going in the navy on Nov 21st.
I worry that my 22 year old son is with the wrong girl.
I worry that people with extreme views are going to ruin it for the rest of us who just want to live and let live.
Oh, sorry. It's late at night and I'm plastered. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.
Originally posted by MontyMooseYou seem worried.
I worry that I'm going to get blown off the board at RHP in 10 moves.
I worry that I haven't done enough for my family.
I worry that my 17 year old son is going in the navy on Nov 21st.
I worry that my 22 year old son is with the wrong girl.
I worry that people with extreme views are going to ruin it for the rest of us who just want to live an ...[text shortened]... h, sorry. It's late at night and I'm plastered. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.
I set the thermostat to 62 F at night cause I can't sleep when it is hot.
I forced my children to learn a second language while they were home all summer by making them ask to play with their games in Russian. One phrase they will never forget, "may I play x-box"?
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я могу играть коробку x?
I once read a story about a guy who was walking down the street next to Fenway Park in Boston. A driver pulled over to ask him for directions. After the pedestrian gave the requested directions, the driver punched him in the face and drove off.
I still get a chuckle out of it to this day.
[Wrong, I know. But strangely random and hilarious.]
Originally posted by MontyMooseActually, you seem completely normal. I hope things work out.
I worry that I'm going to get blown off the board at RHP in 10 moves.
I worry that I haven't done enough for my family.
I worry that my 17 year old son is going in the navy on Nov 21st.
I worry that my 22 year old son is with the wrong girl.
I worry that people with extreme views are going to ruin it for the rest of us who just want to live an ...[text shortened]... h, sorry. It's late at night and I'm plastered. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.
Originally posted by rbmorrisTypical for those who love a good pear.
I once read a story about a guy who was walking down the street next to Fenway Park in Boston. A driver pulled over to ask him for directions. After the pedestrian gave the requested directions, the driver punched him in the face and drove off.
I still get a chuckle out of it to this day.
[Wrong, I know. But strangely random and hilarious.]