Random thoughts III
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Not unless you have a federal law enforcement postion for me
I was actually talking with a DEA agent from Washington that was at a job fair recruiting for Hawaii this summer. We had a booth right next to them.
That's down the road when he retires early from the force and moves to Hawaii with his 308 GTS, effectively completing your up front work with the pron 'stache and chest hair:
BU...you got your Detroit Tigers hat on order? It's gonna need to be well worn by the time you move to HI.
I've seen some weird **** from their window, and can confirm. Heard a lot of Pew Pew's and some MooMoo's
That's down the road when he retires early from the force and moves to Hawaii with his 308 GTS, effectively completing your up front work with the pron 'stache and chest hair:
BU...you got your Detroit Tigers hat on order? It's gonna need to be well worn by the time you move to HI.
I was hoping he'd be the Dano to my McGarrett.
So you're saying DH is a little bit of a selfish lover, if there's a lot of pew pews and only some moo moos?
Hmm, I think you got a little Dano look:
(disclosure, I've only seen that one LinkedIn pic, annat was a while ago)
Hmm, I think you got a little Dano look:
(disclosure, I've only seen that one LinkedIn pic, annat was a while ago)
Had a crush on him when I was a pre-teen...he was in some Disney stuff, and he was sooooooo cute...
*sigh*
Hmm, I think you got a little Dano look:
(disclosure, I've only seen that one LinkedIn pic, annat was a while ago)
That and KC does have a crush on me, so I suppose that's right.
Swiss Family Robinson, back when all the girls wanted to live in a tree house on a tropical island.
:smile:
Im way too young for thisThat's down the road when he retires early from the force and moves to Hawaii with his 308 GTS, effectively completing your up front work with the pron 'stache and chest hair:
BU...you got your Detroit Tigers hat on order? It's gonna need to be well worn by the time you move to HI.
Adjusting to the life as a parent. This morning I grabbed a shirt out of the dirty clothes to work out in (laundry day). I wondered why I smelled my son. Get home and my wife informs me there was spit up on the shirt.
Now we are getting ready to go to a game watch. Get him in the car seat and suddenly he has to eat.
Now we are getting ready to go to a game watch. Get him in the car seat and suddenly he has to eat.
Even now my clothes can usually only be worn once, someone either touches me with dirty hands or I spill on myself. Kids love to set their own schedules. Oh, you were ready to leave? I need to (insert one of the following): eat, poop, peed my pants, can't find binky/blankie/random stuffed animal I can't live without.
Did you ever say in the other thread how you got out of that one? I was really curious
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