tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704201735009010830.post144081812790461749..comments2023-03-29T09:43:16.758-05:00Comments on Terminocity: Talent AgencyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07624679800963792801noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704201735009010830.post-42961455025503506552010-04-12T18:47:19.999-05:002010-04-12T18:47:19.999-05:00beautiful clint, just beautiful. although i wasn&#...beautiful clint, just beautiful. although i wasn't implementing the "rope-a-ho" strategy that night, i must say, i went with the time honored take down your buddy's targets side arm. the wing man special backfired like a son of a bitch when after chatting the side arm up for nearly 2 hours, the hammer was dropped as if thor swang that shit from the heavens. the "boyfriend" bomb was delivered and destroyed its target (both my big and little head) in one fell swoop! as if that wasn't deflating enough the newly renamed dream crusher proceeded to bitch about how bad her boyfriend treats her and regaled me with one bullshit example after another. i actually had sympathy for the bastard after this exchange, because he clearly has a woman with no understanding of common courtesy or a sense of timing. as i walked away from this tragic waste of a trip down memory lane it occured to me, andy was the ho being roped, and i the mf-ing grenade. i hate being fatAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com