I don't believe there is a point to this thread anymore...
I like Phil... don't know if he likes me though.
I like a man that don't speak unless he's got something to say... even if'n he's the only one that thinks the words are worthwhile.
In the end, all that really matters is what the guy in the mirror thinks of you... that, and that your word is golden.
All this touchiness over perceived insults and name-callin' is preposterous. If'n a man can't laugh at himself, he can' laugh at all... defending yourself against it is where the real childishness lays. C'mon, giggle at yourself, laugh with the boys... and demand one of 'em hand ya' another friggin' beer before ya' kick his sorry azz‼
Then move the frig on already... if we all agreed, all the time, there wouldn't be anything to talk about.
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