I went into work a little later than usual - since I have been working later I might as well start later...hopefully I will not shift my schedule so much that I am on LDBoy's schedule...but I digress...
Anyway, I worked til about 6:15, then stopped by my Dad's and wished him a happy birthday. He started telling me about the good old days and then started telling me again...I am getting a lil worried about him...but he still knows who I am and how many kids I have and some other details I wish he would forget...
Then I stopped at Wal-Mart to return the vacuum that didn't suck the way it should (per a previous post) and picked up a few flowers for my deck and flower bed area. Totally unlike me - not sure what I was thinking...I hope the domestication shit lasts until I get them planted...
I started sweating profusely while carrying the flowers to the deck...I honestly could not tell if I was over doing it (I am outta shape) or having another mid-life hot flash. Either way, I should have lost a few pounds...
So now it is time to sit down, relax, and have a nice cold Molson...
Answer honestly...
Would you prefer....
To be an Old West Outlaw
- or -
A1920s mobster?
Duh...neither...but who would I want to date given the choice...
I am definitely an old west outlaw type of girl...a cowboy hat and boots and jeans and a little dirt Clint Eastwood kind of outlaw...oh yeah...gets me all hot and bothered thinking about him...
None of that suit and tie shit 1920s mob guy for me...
Honestly...
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OK - don't get hot and bothered thinking of the guys at Waltsense.
I think i'll go with 1920 Mobster. Why - your not getting shot. You own the town, the women, and you look great. Now - its more fun to be dirty and shoot em up - but chances are your living to 35 and dying at a poker table and you stink. Plus all the women are very conservative unless they are at the brothel. Something tells me I am basing this off movies - but mobster it is.
I must have been looking at this from inside the brothel..because I am most definitely not a prude...really, I'm not...
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