Smitty's last post was Feb 25th, should we put his face on a milk carton?

[Smitty-48]

Check this play by Willy, heavy down low and then ridiculous pass from the prone.



Johnsson-Matthews-Nylander basically threw the team on their backs in the third.

[Smitty-48]

Okay, my suit fits.

Not even tight, I think I'm shrinking actually.

Off to the casino, packing some pre rolled too, so civilized.

[Martin Hash]

Just went shopping with the wife for a tight pair of jeans (for her) to put bling on. I’m proud to say I never looked bored or tried to rush her. In fact, when she tried them on I would have jumped her right in the Dressing room. We’ll follow up on that when we get home then dancing.

[Speaker to Animals]

Figure out how to get her to go back for another pair, plan your entry, and conquest that shit. If you can turn Chicos into a good experience for the man, then you will be a hero.

[Hastur]

Check this play by Willy, heavy down low and then ridiculous pass from the prone.



Johnsson-Matthews-Nylander basically threw the team on their backs in the third.

That was pretty awesome.

[StCapps]

God damn Leafs, getting rinsed by the Sens, that's so Loafy.

[Martin Hash]

Learning Experience:

Last week while dancing, a guy sat down next to my wife, Gwynne, and said, “I’m really attracted to you.” Next thing, he asked me, “you her husband?”
I nodded. After all, we sit together and dance together, not a hard tell. It seemed weird but it was after 10 pm. He stayed around for 15 minutes telling us about himself, at one point saying to Gwynne, “I’m 50 and I’d do you.” (She’s 62.)
Eventually, he left. Whatever, ya know?

Then a couple nights ago, while Gwynne and I were on the dance floor, this guy moves my chair with my jacket on it, and puts his chair next to Gwynne. My whiskey & beer was still on the table in front of him. When we came back to our seats, I had to sit across a circular table from him and scoop my drinks over. Gwynne never gave him a chance to talk to her, she jumped up and took me out to the dance floor where we stayed the rest of the night. When we finally picked up our jackets, he was still there?!

My son, Heath, took us to Circus de Soleil last night and I told him these bizarre stories. He asked, “were you wearing your wedding rings?”
I explained, “Mom was a nurse, and I was a doctor; we couldn’t wear jewelry at work, and when we travel, we leave the jewelry at home. We’re out of the habit.”
“Well, get in the habit,” Heath informed us. “You guys were advertising for a threesome.”
“Oh.”

We’re going out tonight, Wedding rings up.

[Smitty-48]

God damn Leafs, getting rinsed by the Sens, that's so Loafy.

I picked a good night to go out then, glad I missed it. #firebabcock

[MilSpecs]

Learning Experience:

Last week while dancing, a guy sat down next to my wife, Gwynne, and said, “I’m really attracted to you.” Next thing, he asked me, “you her husband?”
I nodded. After all, we sit together and dance together, not a hard tell. It seemed weird but it was after 10 pm. He stayed around for 15 minutes telling us about himself, at one point saying to Gwynne, “I’m 50 and I’d do you.” (She’s 62.)
Eventually, he left. Whatever, ya know?

Then a couple nights ago, while Gwynne and I were on the dance floor, this guy moves my chair with my jacket on it, and puts his chair next to Gwynne. My whiskey & beer was still on the table in front of him. When we came back to our seats, I had to sit across a circular table from him and scoop my drinks over. Gwynne never gave him a chance to talk to her, she jumped up and took me out to the dance floor where we stayed the rest of the night. When we finally picked up our jackets, he was still there?!

My son, Heath, took us to Circus de Soleil last night and I told him these bizarre stories. He asked, “were you wearing your wedding rings?”
I explained, “Mom was a nurse, and I was a doctor; we couldn’t wear jewelry at work, and when we travel, we leave the jewelry at home. We’re out of the habit.”
“Well, get in the habit,” Heath informed us. “You guys were advertising for a threesome.”
“Oh.”

We’re going out tonight, Wedding rings up.

I'm confused. What kind of place did you go?

[Smitty-48]

We’re going out tonight, Wedding rings up.

We're homebodies. I'm frankly clubbed out, can't smoke in a club anymore so I don't bother. Drinks are so overpriced I'd rather just get mine at the liquor store.

Our idea of a date is going to the mall for burgers. If we dance, it's in the kitchen while we are cooking.

All I want is the warm weather back, so I can drink blue agave margaritas in my yard.

Gym, tan, laundry, deck, patio, grill. That's my kind of party now, going out is just a pain in the wallet to no particular purpose.