On 1/31/2013 8:03 AM, True North wrote:
On Thursday, January 31, 2013 8:50:54 AM UTC-4, JustWaitAFrekinMinute! wrote:
On 1/31/2013 7:47 AM, True North wrote:
On Thursday, January 31, 2013 8:28:57 AM UTC-4, JustWaitAFrekinMinute! wrote:
On 1/31/2013 7:20 AM, True North wrote:
On Thursday, January 31, 2013 1:53:15 AM UTC-4, *e#c wrote:
On Jan 30, 4:51 pm, ESAD wrote:
On 1/30/13 4:44 PM, *e#c wrote:
The front door storm door is a Pella. Maybe you'd like to suck on that
one, too:
http://tinyurl.com/bxcnmu9
Photo taken last week during our little bit of snow.
How cute A Rosedale lane glass rose on your front door. Or is it plastic?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
What are you laughing at, moron? Our glass storm door is certainly more
attractive than the quarter-moon carved out of your pine boards front
door, eh?
You know, this one:
http://tinyurl.com/at7cuzy
Maybe it accounts for your stench, eh?
Sure, sweaty.....sure. Like your glorious life as a basement -dwelling
goof.
You and Gumby look the same. Are you sure you're not Brothers?????
After all, Gumby is as smart as a post.
How would you know what I look like.
I was up in your backyard in September and even offered to meet you for a drink.
Nobody believes you were there. And even if you were.. calling him out
at 9 pm with an hours notice then running home doesn't count...
You went hysterical like a schoolgirl claiming I was trying to get you
into a gay club.
That was both lame and amusing at the same time.
Go back and check the posts MiniMan.
I made the offer early afternoon for a 7pm meeting.
If anyone reasonable in here wanted proof I have my Zoo tickets, my Royal. Ontario Museum tickets and bus/subway transfer stubs.
So, what did you think? He's gonna' be there waiting every day for you.
If you really wanted to meet him for real, you would have given adequate
notice.. If you were even there, and nobody beleives you really were, it
was certainly not long enough for scott to find you, and you were
counting on that. You didn't call anybody out, it's a lie...
You sure do feel compelled to race to the defence of your latest lover.
I don't like scott, he don't like me... we got an arrangement. Either
way, you have been called out. I have offered a week or more in advance
to meet you half way in Maine, calling someone out at 3pm, and running
home before they even see the post, is not calling someone out...