texts: Thas' it, thas' it... conquer that bitch.  What time're they coming? </s> <s> It's not an exact science, Wesley. He said they'll be here... My Houston contact has always been very reliable. </s> <s> And then we're gonna do her right here. Right?
labels: You're always so coarse... "Do her right here." Let's just see what happens, okay?  "I wish that I could find a way; To speak my thoughts on Mother's Day. There are no words that quite express; My gratitude or happiness. A pleasant smile perhaps a kiss; I would not fail to give her this. I'd make her glad the whole day through; By sayin' 'Mother', I love you!' P.S. I wish I could say this to my mother's face, but I can't anymore."