Sorry, way-minded people, but my girlfriend's birthday is Dec. 3, and since I'm such a last-minute-shopper, even though I already know what I'm going to buy, I have to opt out of your little, you know. . . whatever-it-is.
I'll call it a failure, if you don't mind. I don't mind. I'm used to failure, er, at least at dating.
Dumbasses.
Posted by Ryan at November 17, 2003 11:12 PM
Stumble It!
