Again with the defensiveness. Are you trainable?

Then I'd tell people I slept with the best man.

LMAO

As far as what...

Whatever I say. Duh.

Yes I'm sure you have mad game...

Nice.

See? This guy is already at least partially there.

:evil:

Elvis could officiate. A storm trooper could walk her down the aisle. Travis Tritt playing in the background. Keg in a pretty yellow frock skipping and tossing red rose petals.

Oh let me plan this.

You're not getting me in a dress, bridesmaid or otherwise.

haahahaha

Why are you always thinking what I'm thinking when I'm thinking it?

He knew exactly where that was going.

You're right, I probably have sorry game compared to a mother's basement dwelling troglodyte who learned everything he knows about dating from watching pRon and thinks every chic does anal. You're a real catch, I'm sure you drop more bitches/day than cookie crumbs.


I'm apparently no Austin-3hief, but I did just fine for myself back in the day.

I guess I'll have to defer my bride of 5+ years to your superior skillzzzzz. Its just lucky for me I won her from KGB in the poker game or I'd be applying to be your wingman so I could catch the crumbs from those goth-wynona judd lookalikes you're bufuing every day.

I thought I was marrying Travis Tritt? I have to listen to his music, too? I may not like this arrangement.


Oh wait, keg skipping in a yellow frock and tossing rose petals. Nevermind. Please continue.

Birds of a feather.