09-11-2008, 08:16 AM
Listening to Howard Stern as his crew was busting his balls for not closing the deal with Pam Anderson. I had just left a customer to whom, after I had written the date on a packing slip, I commented that it was "nine one one day". Little did I know.
I remember the fear. I remember crying. I remember my then girlfriend telling me how the US finally got what it deserved.
I remember the fear. I remember crying. I remember my then girlfriend telling me how the US finally got what it deserved.
Go fuck yourself. Hard.