I got a real job. Like a real, real job, with an office, full time hours, a real salary, and real benefits. I’m sorry, my hippy friends. I have betrayed you. My loyalty is now to the man. Goodbye, youth. Goodbye poverty. Goodbye … love.
I’m going to pretend like I didn’t read this…
WOW! No other words to it. Years and have gone by and finally you have come over. Congratulations are in order. Life get’s easier now.
http://fortsanders.net/files/artistgroom.jpg
Haha, that’s pretty good.
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I’m going to pretend like I didn’t read this…
WOW! No other words to it. Years and have gone by and finally you have come over. Congratulations are in order. Life get’s easier now.
http://fortsanders.net/files/artistgroom.jpg
Haha, that’s pretty good.