Nah, they wanted someone good. Story of my life.

And by the way, you're what's wrong with America.
Church, cathedral, Vatican Palace. Except me, cos I couldn't, but I'd sure hire professional help in. Then **** off to the Bahamas. :D

You know, if you ever get annoyed, and wanna be self employed, it's easy as fishin' to be a musician if you can play sounds kinda mellow. Just buy a secondhand guitar and chances are you'll go far, if you fall in with the right kinda fellows.

Send her to the Bahamas, then if she complains that you abandoned her she'll sound like an ungrateful shrew, "He left me all alone with nothing but the best medical care money can buy in a tropical paradise! What an arsehole!"

:D

Funny.

^ I think what bugs me most about this post is that it reminds me of the argumentative style of a girlfriend I once had:-

i) make a statement without any supporting evidence
ii) accuse everyone who disagrees with you of lying
iii) slam the door and run away.

Does he really need to back it up? Has a sort of "fire hurts when you touch it" truthy feel to it.

Did she have nice tits?

If Hell is real I’m sure there’s some Pollyanna down there convincing himself it’s fantastic.

Youre probably right but id be worse off. I honestly wouldnt know what to do with myself. Itd take a large adjustment period, i appreciate the structure work helps me maintain. Id probably turn into a pahetic and depressed sloth of a gamer without it

All im reading is a bunch of miserable people who have nothing better to do than **** on someone for being happy with a situation they find off outting.

My boss once asked what they could do to make work more fun and I was like dude I don't come here to have fun and if you made it fun I would be too high to get **** done.