I have lived the last 21 years of my life never knowing this fact. Why did my high school teachers never reveal this information to me? Why did they let me go on to the point where I would tell my boyfriend he was full of crap for saying this is true? :( [c]lol[/c]


[inlink]paul,1579[/inlink]Paul, Diana, etc...wasn't there an episode of Will & Grace about groups like this?

Yeah, they sent me a photo of "my car." The car is dark, and mine is silver. Also, there is a letter that could either be N or M and a number that could either be 3 or 8, so...yeah. One would think, that after typing all the license plate into the computer to find out who owns it, they would read the description of the car and realize that it wasn't mine. Also, the car in the picture has a black license plate holder and mine is silver with red dragons, so...I'm sending them proof, photos of my car, a letter from my father testifying that I was in [size=l]Albany[/size] on that date and a photocopy of the program from the wedding I was attending at the time when I supposedly ran a red light in Manhattan

this morning i was so tired 8* that when my alarm went off at 7:15, i didn't turn it off, because i thought (e:floppydonkey) would do it. i also thought it was 4:45 and time for him to get up, not me....but that had already happened and i forgot.

glad to know i am getting a fine for $50 for running a red light in Manhattan on June 26th, even though I have never ever ever driven in Manhattan...ever. but it's ok, all i have to do is send them "adequate proof" that it wasn't me, including a photo of the back end of my car.

once again, Fowler's custard twist on a cone with chocolate sprinkles rocked my socks and hit that spot in my belly that only a custard twist can. we sat in our usual spot on the wall across from Brodo. did anyone see us?