McB...*pinches bridge of nose* let's pretend I have this thing called 'work'. And while I can post here and there on my Awesometech Nokia® Windows Phone©, every once in a while the people I work for ask for a little exchange of labor, for the fact that they paid for this five-dollar Hot N' Ready Pizza I got from Little Ceaser's® just up the street from me.
Point being, its a bit hard to post my incredibly witty and possibly highly addictive posts and replies while taking a patient to their destination. Well..I mean I could do it...but the sheer levels of tragedy and irony would astound even you as you watch in fascinated horror as the newscopters pick up the plumes of smoke from the ER in 'Murrica where an Ambulance plowed through it, landing directly into the children's burn ward.
JUST CUZ I"M QUIET DON"T MEAN I DON"T LOVE THE LOT OF YA!!!!!!
Now! Sound off like you got a pair...of tickets to see Iron Maiden, Baby. Come with me Friday, don't say maybe! Cuz I'm just a Chorrol Dirtbag, baby,...like y'all.
Yes, McBadgere....this is how you sound most of the time...and don't you ever stop, you Magnificent Bastard.