Comments: CAn you see why I like him?

.. thanks, John.. you know where my buttons are... and, you know what happens when they are pushed.. in the end, everyone should just play nice, be civil, and leave each other alone... thus speaks the voice of experience.... my Wednesday evenings would not be possible if such rules did not exist.. hell, we are all too dangerous otherwise..

Posted by Eric at August 24, 2004 10:07 PM

You said a mouthful my friend. Obviously it's not as bad as it seems, in that I have a standing invitation to return. Any way you slice it, I am honored to have been invited into your home, and previlaged to be invited back.

I have commited my social faux pas's over there, but they are always forgiven, with an understanding. All I have to do is exercise a bit of discretion, and I am immenintly welcome.

I appreciate your friendship, and your constant hospitality. It is a rare find in these day's where folks are so paranoid about who they spend time with.

I feel that I can (with pride) call you "a friend".

Posted by Johnny - Oh at August 24, 2004 10:46 PM

Yeep! What a sappy little love-fest :-P

Ya know, REAL men show their affection by cracking beer bottles over each other's heads :-)

Posted by Harvey at August 25, 2004 01:11 PM

Trust me, I never would say that to his face. :^) After I posted these last night, I looked up and immediately thought that this was the equivalent of the drunken "I Love You Man!"

Posted by Johnny - Oh at August 25, 2004 04:38 PM
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