whatever reason, I feel like I hit a home run. I feel like I been pretty on the money with some intuition as so forth. This is not just any home run but a bottom of the ninth bases loaded, two outs, full count, down by three, game seven of the World Series home run.
But you know, what ever you do don't ever clue the guy in that had the ideas to start with...
Oh no no no no no...
lets keep that guy in the dark as long as possible...
that sounds like a good plan...
that's a good idea...
Women logic...
Just kills me.
Probably cause there is none.
Sorry,
Didn't mean that...
Meant...
Not very much.
Peace.
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