My grandmother at the very beginning dropped a fairly common male name. If you believe that was really "Grandma."
It took me six months. Six months. Because I"m not very bright. To realize it's the same first name of a guy who happens to be kind of famous but very wealhty. WE know who we're talking about. Six months. Who lives about an hour away. AS far as I know, we've never met. He's married. STill.
I had fun with that idea. For a few hlours. I humor myself sometimes when I"'m alone and blue. "I am losing everything for you!" Instead of MOprheus syaing it over the phone.
god. I hope it's not going to take long. This shit sucks. Can you ship me a crate of wine or something?
NO.
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