thought you were too good for us, did he tell you to report back to him with details of the mfc, now you have come to slum it with us.
how is life treating you, hope all is well
you were creeping to mangement yesterday, my friend saw you with a clipboard in hand, and yes there were masses of people whilst you were absent, in the back, although the word chicken was heard screaming from the back of the shop, between 4- 5 pm
neither am I, I am in cyber land and granny is off blowing her own trumpet and something about sax,think she cant spell she apparently is good playing her organ as well, so history says
Hello post bandit, how is life with you, she would hide if she knew what i looked like, apparently yvonne does all the work in there, laurel is away succking up to the bosses.