Even one of the Barenaked Ladies being at the concert was part of a larger picture. No one could get over me saying what I pleased. In ways that pissed them off or drove actions out of them in chat. My partner’s (now ex) best friend at the time was happy on his throne of moral justice. He could piece things together and prove I’m lying. Lying just like he felt was being done when he was putting together my resume. He met the cello player that developed cancer but fought it off thankfully. I didn’t care that he knew him and he lived in the same building as a mutual friend of my ex’s too. This mutual friend I’m speaking of came from B.C. With girlfriend in tote on a visit back to his family’s home. All living on same street back then. He owned the car broken and parked in the driveway. My ex’s mother wanted removed for years. Apparently, their belongings were urinated on by the landlord of this building according to the two of them and people were entering their rental. This eventually drove her mad and she went back to her mother’s. They also had a pet hedgehog that was toilet trained, can you believe that? I had no qualms with her but her boyfriend Steve did do something to my dog (part rot/dob given by moral justice guy) as they visited for the first time. He didn’t like her collar so he untied her and let her go free. She came back of course. This was the first time I met them. When my dog took one look at him in the basement she went to the bathroom right in front of him on the floor. My dog never did that. She was nervous and scared. I upon hearing about them going to have a baby got a baby shower basket together for the girl. She was alone here, no family. Her mother was back in Vancouver. She was thankful for everything I got her. This angered the moral justice best friend. When he got hold of something. He clenched it between his teeth and wouldn’t swallow or spit.
Your nuts and you never were at the ball game the the singer came to .. and it wasn't our job to include you in you daughters baseball .. as a mother you should ha e asked and traveled .. its not on me the child
Your nuts and you never were at the ball game the the singer came to .. and it wasn't our job to include you in you daughters baseball .. as a mother you should ha e asked and traveled .. its not on me the child
Shannon it was the drummer not the singer and yes I was there no where am I putting anything on you