The saddest tragedy of the 1980s is that Joyce Kulhawik did not meet, and subsequently fall in love with me. There I was at Continental Cablevision, waiting patiently for fate to bring us together at some point, which I knew was inevitable. But somehow, the Earth must have slipped off it's axis if only for a split second, sending the sequnce of events off just enough to prevent the greatest romance the world would ever have known. Ah well....back to the old grind.
The saddest tragedy of the 1980s is that Joyce Kulhawik did not meet, and subsequently fall in love with me. There I was at Continental Cablevision, waiting patiently for fate to bring us together at some point, which I knew was inevitable. But somehow, the Earth must have slipped off it's axis if only for a split second, sending the sequnce of events off just enough to prevent the greatest romance the world would ever have known. Ah well....back to the old grind.
yesanded 5 years ago
I like the crayon man in this segment!
heine71 5 years ago