I would kiss anyone who would do my dishes for me at this moment. Even if it was some crazy person who wandered into my apartment. As long as he/she started doing my dishes, I'd give him a big smooch...and then call the cops. :P
Oh man...I dunno how many miles it is from WV to good ol' Michigan, but if it involved a hot, mid-west chick <cough>, I'd be hopping on Air Force One before anyone knew it. Then again, that'd be assuming I were president....or dictator. ;P
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Nothing personal; that's just a hell of a drive for a peck on the lips...
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