Tami, I swear my father really exists. As proof, I am posting the latest picture of him and his fellow elk hunting gang. My Pops is the guy in between the two guys in blaze...aka bright orange. He's the one wearing the blue and green plaid shirt. See, see, its true, I do have a father. I still can't believe we have been friends since, what...1985, and you have never met my father. How crazy is that!?
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OK, I see. That's your "father". Not just some picture you found on the internet somewhere. OK, I'll play along. You know I'm going to be in Nebraska for nearly an entire week in December. Hey, that reminds me, I know you'll be there on the 23rd - when do you actually fly in?
Ah, yes, mock me Grasshopper, but you will see! Pops exists, he does! Perhaps my relatives will back me up on his existance...then again, as much crap as I give everyone...they may lie and say they don't know what I am talking about. I'll just have to prove it myself. Oh I actually fly into Lincon on the 22nd. Why? Whatcha planning?
I don't believe you Annette...You've gotta be a test tube baby...
oh yeah...how did you get your cursor to be a butterfly? id like mine to have sparkles behind it...
Hi Tami
Yes, he really does exist. I know that only because I am married to his oldest brother, but I am not sure which one is the worst.LOL
Test tube baby?! That would mean that my Mother actually planned me...and frankly, I don't think anyone was planning on having a kid like me. MWAHAHAHA! I'll send you an email with the directions to the cursor, Chelie.
Carole, I know which one is worse...lol, but I'm not telling! It will just get me in more touble.
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