Anarkistsdream wrote: Dude, you look just like Michael Chiklis... That's awesome...
Serbia wrote:....But not intimidating in person.
Thank you, Anarkistsdream, that's the first time anyone has said I look like an actor (except my wife, but I don't think she counts)
Serbia: Really? Maybe your just lucky enough to not have ever personally experienced my anger.
I'd given you oppurtunity... such as my driving skill in Ypsilanti, when you couldn't stay seated on the box in my van, because I kept throwing the van around. And besides, if I got you angry, I'd laugh at you.
Serbia wrote:I'd given you oppurtunity... such as my driving skill in Ypsilanti, when you couldn't stay seated on the box in my van, because I kept throwing the van around. And besides, if I got you angry, I'd laugh at you.
I don't think I was ever awake for the drive to Ypsi, and I don't ever remember driving with you. And the reason I've never gotten mad at you is probably because we're always laughing.
Serbia wrote:I'd given you oppurtunity... such as my driving skill in Ypsilanti, when you couldn't stay seated on the box in my van, because I kept throwing the van around. And besides, if I got you angry, I'd laugh at you.
I don't think I was ever awake for the drive to Ypsi, and I don't ever remember driving with you. And the reason I've never gotten mad at you is probably because we're always laughing.
Is your brother afraid of me?
Nah, it wasn't the drive TO Ypsi, it was getting lunch in town.
And come on, who isn't my brother afraid of? He still talks about how you grabbed his tie at your brother-in-law's wedding
Serbia wrote:Nah, it wasn't the drive TO Ypsi, it was getting lunch in town.
And come on, who isn't my brother afraid of? He still talks about how you grabbed his tie at your brother-in-law's wedding
I never went for lunch, that I remember. Of course, that job was so horrible, I have blocked most of it from my memory. I have a vague recollection of cutting down a ceiling in a dark hallway that had to be over 120 degrees, but not much else.
Really? I threatened your brother at a wedding? I don't remember. What did he do to tick me off?
Serbia wrote:Nah, it wasn't the drive TO Ypsi, it was getting lunch in town.
And come on, who isn't my brother afraid of? He still talks about how you grabbed his tie at your brother-in-law's wedding
I never went for lunch, that I remember. Of course, that job was so horrible, I have blocked most of it from my memory. I have a vague recollection of cutting down a ceiling in a dark hallway that had to be over 120 degrees, but not much else.
Really? I threatened your brother at a wedding? I don't remember. What did he do to tick me off?
I remember those dark, hot, horrible days well. We did go to lunch, but only once, some fast food.
Ah, he was blowing bubbles at you... it's even funnier that you don't remember, and he still talks about it!