The little phaque sends me a friend's request on FB. I look it over. The little guy is younger than my son, military guy, only has 4 friends. I accept his request understanding that the kid is serving his country and seems to be socially isolated. I'm guessing he is a "special needs" kid - ya know what I'm saying?
So, the tender side of me doesn't want this kid to go through life with 4 friends. I friend him. The snot nosed knucklehead then parlays this into my address - REALLY quickly. He immediately lets me know he has the intel and that leads to a convo. We end the chat, I'm thinking everything is good. He is going to keep it quiet.
Well, this morning I wake to find TJ and God knows who else has my snailer. In fact, the little phaque apparently shared my address with TJ before he and I were even done talking.
Gimbel . . . .you little phaque . . . . it is time for you to send your girlfriend and puppy someplace safe until this is over. Mid 2017 or so . . .
TIGER
You made finding your address into a game and there were more than a few players.
That being said, thanks for verifying that the numbers I posted were correct!
A "test" fiver will be flying today.
I will GUARANTEE you, on my life, that I got NO information about you from Uriah.
tj2001cobra wrote:
LOL
WTF is a test fiver TJ?
TIGERCDW wrote:
Just a small fiver to test to make sure they get delivered to him (correct address).
OK got it.
So the 5er is on a recon mission.
The pink package from Acme **** Pumps is sealed and ready to drop off at the post office.
9405 5036 9930 0387 0001 80 0051 5001 0064 84
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What the hell kind of DC# is that.
Thinking of returning some keys myself
The pink package from Acme **** Pumps is sealed and ready ...
Hmmmm, interesting. Cuz I just read a book called, " Acme **** Pumps...They Really Are My Bag, Baby"
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