Originally Posted by Timmy®
I used to go to every Jets game in Indy when I lived in Chicago, they played them every year. I used to look forward to that trip every year, and on the
late and long ride home, I was always so depressed that I'd examine my life and talk out loud, literally, to God.
And I was paying about $30 a ticket.
whoa whoa - back the **** up:
when did you start believing in God?