chiro, stop being so smart. stop it I tell ya. now I'm just too embarrassed now to continue. Oh, hangover at work? ha ha ha. Oh, everything is fine, until about noon, when that desk comes right up at ya and hits you in the face. And boy does that afternoon drag. Drags you right back to the bar you left that morning to go to work. Ahhh, the good old days. I had to quit working, it got in the way of my drinking.
never have I ever dated a man shorter than me. Not that it bothers me, it's just never happened. (and I'm a real stretcheroonie, too)