For the record, I received nothing—unless you count that foot massage from Ed Gillespie during the Republican National Convention.*
But I prefer to think of that as a thank you from a dear friend who recognized a pair of sore feet when he saw them. Draped across his hairless lap.
You were supposed to get the Adrienne Barbeau photo.
Have you no shame?
(Spam buster: “Shill”)
Don’t take it seriously, Mr. Gillespie. Chin up!
…oh –
“Would you give a guy a foot massage?”
“Fuck you.”
So where’d you get the dancing lessons for the armadillo?
I’m still suspicious.
….and I really do think Sully should have gotten the rhinestone tiara instead of LaShawn. He’d get more use out of it
BTW, it looks like all those “backrubs” you gave the puppy-blender finally helped.
You suck-up.
– Man…your devotion to Pat Boone sure went south fast…..Oh the humanities….
– PS: hide the lifetime supply of Gideon bibles under the Xerox machine…..