No surprises there.
I'm sure I know who voted Favolas.....
ANSWER THE F***ING PHONE!!
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Calling all Prospect Place/Court and Sunrise Avenuers!
This is an attempt to connect with people from long, long, ago. Perhaps the connection will last one simple paragraph, never to be heard from again, or reignite to last a lifetime. Who knows. I just think it would be fun to catch up with people that share so many fond memories from childhood and beyond. Some of us already do still keep in touch. While some might be content to keep the past in the past. Either way. Lets see what happens.
Steve O
Steve O
3 comments:
A test of my true manhood...i ran & hid. Actually, i haven't voted yet.
I would tend to think, for Eddie, he would be undecided between Schultze & Burmus. Oh boy, did he piss off the Schutlzmiester.
This comes in from Papa Friedman:
I tried to enter a comment but it won't let me in. I have a Google password but it says it is too short and when I make it longer it says the address is already being used. Friggen lousy servers! Put this in for me where they are voting for worst neighbor:
I am insulted. How come I was not put into the worst neighbor category. I hated all you rotten kids too. I scared the crap out of a couple of you! I think Harry once crapped his pants when I burst into the room wearing cammo with a knife in my teeth holding an M16.
I vote for Hoffmann. That SOB once went into my yard without my permission and used my ladder. He bent it, then put it back without saying anything.
I thought "Bermis" was the way it was spelled. He was funny. He went to Saudi Arabia, got horny but could not have any sex with the Muslim women so broke his contract and came back. They kept his plumbing tools. His wife was cool. When she went to work as a waitress she would lift up her skirt and spray her bottom with perfume. Now, that was classy!
Editors note: I believe it was actually "Bermas", not Bermus or Bermis.
Oh, come on, Mr. Friedman. We always knew you were a big softy on the inside. The more you yelled at us and put us down, the more you cared. We all knew you needed a group hug.
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