You'd think a newlywed male would have better things to do than starting a blogwar and text messaging threats to call me at night.
But I guess that's what happens when you marry your second choice, eh, Shank?
Now, if you'll excuse me, it is Friday night. Ta.
Posted by Jenelle at June 23, 2006 05:48 PM | TrackBackOuch. I was going to offer pastoral counseling and mediation services, but whoa, shank, yer on your own, pal. :)
Posted by: Rev. Mike at June 23, 2006 06:16 PMYou dig your own grave, she-devil.
Posted by: shank at June 23, 2006 07:38 PM