The Black GMC
Today as I drove back home on the Gulf Road. On my right I saw a speeding black GMC jeep, windows dark tinted on them these stickers with red block letters: ‘DANGER. Drive Behind.’ I was so scared. I didn’t even manage to see the car plate number. What was that? It didn’t look like a police car. I couldn’t come up with anything else! I just kept away.
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February 28th, 2006 at 12:19 am
Off topic but review is online
February 28th, 2006 at 9:08 am
Hey Pearls… loved Hassoun’s pic
Anywhere you go you’ll find jurks & it really depends on da girls, how they act & what they wear… I am not saying that a female has to attend to every single comment & lean her ears & head to sick peoples’ minds. But believe me, I went twice, first dressed, second in a abaya (Ask Rami about it, I went to office wearing it), both times, no one did anything & I honestly do not wait for a response or care about comments from pitiful pathetic guys who have nothing to do but go around in malls & who aren’t gonna add any value! Point is, HAVE FUN! O I will take you, Rami & Hassoun for a day out (Eljaw 7elooo hal ayyam).
As for the good news, I am praying for it to happen & you will be among the first to know. Ciao Pearls
February 28th, 2006 at 10:06 am
Jackie, didn’t you like it? I plan to go tonight.
Chikapappi, I know that some girls might over do it, but guys are guys.
Thanks sweetie. I’ll be looking forward to seeing you. Maybe you & rami could plan something.
I’ll pray for you too.
February 28th, 2006 at 12:10 pm
I LOVED IT! If you pass by be sure to say hello, I’ll be sure to umm be recognizable I guess
February 28th, 2006 at 2:28 pm
lol, I will if I get there on time.
March 1st, 2006 at 1:00 am
ALLAH akhly Hassan inshAllah , I love the name
MashAllah
March 1st, 2006 at 9:51 am
Thanks DesertRose. My husband chose to name him Hassan, and I agreed at the last minute.