Your case had nothing to do with the mirror test. Besides which, Gav, you're absolutely hideous; it's actually a miracle you met the one woman on earth who didn't spontaneously wretch upon seeing you.
😉 'tis a miracle, that much I'll give you. I'm much prettier now, I wear a paper bag on my head in public and the babies have stopped crying for the mostpart…dogs still whine though…
So if this is apocalypse, what happens when you get engaged? Armageddon? End of Days? The Reckoning? Judgement Day? 😉
Gavin, in apocalyptic terms my engagement wouldn't hold a candle to Jeff's. Or yours, for that matter. 😉
I beg to differ based on a recent thread on facebook regarding your “slack jawed yokel” companion.
😉 Just sayin' lol.
I beg to differ based on the so-called “Mirror Test.” It works like this:
1. Look in the mirror.
That is all.
exactly. I rest my case.
Your case had nothing to do with the mirror test. Besides which, Gav, you're absolutely hideous; it's actually a miracle you met the one woman on earth who didn't spontaneously wretch upon seeing you.
😉
😉 'tis a miracle, that much I'll give you. I'm much prettier now, I wear a paper bag on my head in public and the babies have stopped crying for the mostpart…dogs still whine though…
Not a chance!!! Our groomsmen better not look like that… or YOU.. ARE.. DEAD!