I absolutely hate the term wingman. I hate those Miller Lite commercials that celebrate the term wingman. After what I've been through tonight, it should be called "laying on a grenade." That's what I did tonight for my friend Ben. I laid on a grenade.
Update: Good news-If I ever need a fullback to create some holes in the defensive line, I think I got my girl. Bad news- she has teeth that would make John Elway jealous.
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Please tell me that he at least closed the deal. I'd hate for your sacrifice to have been in vain.
Funny, you should hate that word. I remember a time when there were some people at "chewies" in Moorpark. Drinking and laughing and having a great time. Suddenly friendly fire from the great blue horizon attempted to strike me down, luckily the target ignored the first salvo fired by my "wingman". Undaunted I presssed the attack when a great ball of flame shot past me and I went down. Lightning had struck twice. Friendly fire was my downfall.Later that night it was a no go, with a very buzzed girl, away from home, who liked me. So, I too hate the name wingman, how about we change it to the "tail-gunner"
Umm, what the F was that last comment about?
Man, Korea is ahead of the US in blog research and cloning.
And slammer, I can't tell you how sorry I am about my actions that night. The fact that I blatantly mentioned your daughter twice in a span of 5 minutes, knowing that I shouldn't, was probably worse than Buckners error or Byners fumble. And it wasn't just a bullet, it was a tomahawk missle.
Thanks dude. Much appreciated. Sorry I did'nt close.
"Coffee is for Closers!"
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