The saddest thing in life is wasted talent, and the choices that you make will shape your life forever. But you can ask anybody from my neighborhood, and they'll just tell you this is just another Bronx (Niles) tale.
The person who created God. If the apple doesnt fall far from the tree, I would be willing to bet he was a pretty smart dude and could possibly help solve this gas problem.
Last CD i think i bought was "Italian Oldie's" off the Home Shopping Network in 1998.
Rent Raging Bull if you wanna good laugh
"A thousand channels and nothin on."....Real World Hollywood is great teev
If they start gving us, say 30 hours in a day, I promise to dedicate one hour a day to a big juicy novel.
All the Good Samaritans that helped me out through the years. A couple shoutouts go to: The amish crew of like eight that mysteriously came out of the middle of the woods when the whiteboy crown mon truck was stuck in two feet of mud and was screamin 'Fuc' at the top of my lungs. The man who stopped to hook me up with, not one, but two trips to the gas station went i forgot to get gas on the way back from kent. And last but not least, Foreman Bob Cheatum for pulling my truck out, that was on two wheels (passenger front/driver back) and i had to climb out the passenger side of, all from turn on a dirt cliff I mistakenly misjudged.