So my fiance and I fry porkchops, mashed potatoes and gravy the works, and invite Derek and his family over to eat. He doesn't even make it home before he starts textin me talkin chit about how hes gonna whip my butt saturday. Ain't that somethin? And sorry Marc but I believe his exact words were Im gonna beat you like I beat Marc. I guess its just somethin you get used to.![]()
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