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Joe Mama said:
Meh...it won't be the same. Rex doesn't have your hatred. And Harley...well, she's never really been able to keep up with me ( ). So enjoy your trip, President Pappas. As your Minister Of Intoxication, I'll make you proud. But all your Yankees threads are belong to me.

Bring me back a Greek woman please.



You're so full of shit!




















Hey, if Pete is gonna bring back things for us, then I want a cute Greek man - preferabley one that speaks English please.


Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi