judgement day december 22: cross examination for the heck of it all, mom? dad? forgive me? see am a growing kid and there's a restaurant down the street where hungry people like to eat and you know how i hate waiting on the line, besides, you din't raise us with plastic fork 'n cups, and styro boxes, much less a plastic knife, at dinner time, right? and it's not ma fault that the world is full of 'em pretty ladies but you know what, mom?, you'll be proud of me, mom. am the perfect gentleman. yeah. i pulled the seat for 'em first and i even offer to finish their lamb chops for them for a clean finish, so, there... and you know how it is, dad, yer son's a bachelor now and i got me buds around and i gotta throw in ma share too, you know? so, there... at least i don't like shopping, right? way too expensive. ya son's one simple guy you'll be surprised the next time you see me am still wearing the same old stuff you saw me wearing before i left. very economical. i wear my shirt to the last thread hangin', you'll be all proud o me... so, there... i'll see you soon and, by the time you see me you're not gonna ask me about money, and ma finances and my wise appropriations anymore, right? and you don't go wonderin and asking why am not wearing somethin new and expensive lookin for the holidays, right?... let's talk about somethin else, shall we? so how're the fellas back home? heheh... eh?December 17, 2005 in jerkHerc