That's ES and me at Latinova last year. Notice the zap sign. I'm sure ES just predicted something and decided to cover up before the thing in the other hand took over.
Like Phil Collins: I can't dance.
An ex-girlfriend's dad once pointed out that I'm the kind of guy who knocks the ladies right off their feet - literally. Because it's dangerous to be in the vicinity when I let loose.
Anyhow, I'm here. Waiting. Again.
So, I've found a couple of motivationals I think are fantastic: so I'll be posting those over the next couple of minutes. The last post was a bit of a "downer", I think. So this is to counter-act that and just lighten the mood a bit.
MW has had a glance through here at last. Welcome, Buddy!
I've been holding back on letting him know about this, considering that it's like asking a Grand Master to take a look at a stickman. NS might also grace these pages soon. Have mercy on me, Dude. Remember, I'm hardly qualified to operate a calculator.
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