Yeah, i’m a fat #### but still an ex boxer and bar fighter.
I wouldn’t wait for anything past the insults to start punching.
Like the time obama’s son touched my GFs backside in a neighborhood deli and the next 5 to 10 minutes were REALLY bad for him.
Italian neighborhood, Italian deli, about 13 years ago.
No camera inside yet. No one remembered anything.
“Like the time obama’s son touched my GFs backside in a neighborhood deli and the next 5 to 10 minutes were REALLY bad for him. Italian neighborhood, Italian deli, about 13 years ago. No one remembered anything.”
Great story. (I love Americans from Italy!)
“Yeah, i’m a fat #### but still an ex boxer and bar fighter.”
Why did I know it was you before I finished reading the first sentence?
“I wouldn’t wait for anything past the insults to start punching.
Like the time obama’s son touched my GFs backside in a neighborhood deli and the next 5 to 10 minutes were REALLY bad for him.”
A mans gotta do what a mans gotta do, and keep his self respect.
“Italian neighborhood, Italian deli, about 13 years ago.
No camera inside yet. No one remembered anything.”
I ain’t see nuttin officer!
The good old days and ways, eh.