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I am always hoping for a clear night. I think thats what happened last night!

TPBM; Can really 'bust a move' when there is good music on
 
Only when I break free of the shackles of self consciousness, a.k.a. get some booze in me.

tpdm has to drink milk when eating a chocolate cake.
 
Nope have to go to work soon

TPBM feels like they could sleep for days
 
After taking a muscle relaxer yeah lol



Has met Bruce Wayne
 
No, but I think I may have met Robin.....

TPBM
Has met Adam West
 
Hilarious; I had no idea he was such a comedian!

tpbm enjoyed a delicious dinner tonight.
 
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yes, i had a kay-suh-dilla at one of the best Italian restaurants in the city, a waste of resources I know. But I eat there all the time.


the person below me will tell us their favorite tv show
 
House, md. I can relate to it. Take from that what you want.
but I do love mash to.

the person below me has a headache to.
 
NFL Sundays (and Monday with an occasional Thursday. Can September hurry up and get here!!!)

Tpbm prefers the beach over the mountains.
 
no, i cant stand sand in my bike parts, i prefer the mountains, plus I am a climber.
I dont mind stretched chains.

the person below me is FABULOUS!
 
very much so, when you are lying on the floor, the only place to to go is up.

the person below me likes button down shirts.
 
Yes, I do. Especially white ones because they can make you look nicely dressed in a simple way!

the person below me remembers being allowed to play outside all day without parents worrying about kidnappers and sex offenders
 
yup, i grew up being handed up being handed a bicycle and being told not to come home to dark.

the person below me misses those days.
 
I sure do!! We'd be sent out to play into the neighborhood, and parents always knew that whichever kid's house we were at around noon we would be fed lunch. The only "rule" was be home by dinner :)

the person below me sometimes wishes to be a kid again in those days!
 
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