I really hate having to censor myself. So many things come to mind that I can't type out without being sent to the gulag.
Same here.
I will say this, I’ve inquired with the UW ticket office to find out what exactly I’d need to show them to get to the handicapped seating area at the concourse level. I love those seats.
I really hate having to censor myself. So many things come to mind that I can't type out without being sent to the gulag.
Same here.
I will say this, I’ve inquired with the UW ticket office to find out what exactly I’d need to show them to get to the handicapped seating area at the concourse level. I love those seats.
Hoisted by your own petard?!? A man of your nacho loving proclivities surely qualifies as morbidly obese, and would already be in said seats!
I really hate having to censor myself. So many things come to mind that I can't type out without being sent to the gulag.
Same here.
I will say this, I’ve inquired with the UW ticket office to find out what exactly I’d need to show them to get to the handicapped seating area at the concourse level. I love those seats.
Hoisted by your own petard?!? A man of your nacho loving proclivities surely qualifies as morbidly obese, and would already be in said seats!
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But Pete should.
I will say this, I’ve inquired with the UW ticket office to find out what exactly I’d need to show them to get to the handicapped seating area at the concourse level. I love those seats.
Hoisted by your own petard?!? A man of your nacho loving proclivities surely qualifies as morbidly obese, and would already be in said seats!