This is Rocky, and his wife Joce in the back seemingly unaware of what her husband is doing up front.

And of course, the liars gang
I often wonder, with a personality like mine, along with a temper worse than Mike Tyson if Holyfield had forced a french kiss on him. How did I come to keep my friends over the years. Let alone these friends who'd actually stick with me after all these years. And I think the recent Mastercard/Priceless commercial speaks best of it.



