This evening, I cut up two honeysuckle bushes and bound the pieces up in the manner in which my wife told me it needed to be done so that the nice men will take them away tomorrow. It was kind of like this:
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Songs of Two Evenings
Saturday evening, I went to an Irish pub with a group of friends, drank way too much, and between us all we found answers to all of the world's problems. It was kind of like this:
This evening, I cut up two honeysuckle bushes and bound the pieces up in the manner in which my wife told me it needed to be done so that the nice men will take them away tomorrow. It was kind of like this:
Oh, if only life could be nothing more than looking at guns and gear all day followed by drinking and talking with friends all night? Real life can be such a pain.
This evening, I cut up two honeysuckle bushes and bound the pieces up in the manner in which my wife told me it needed to be done so that the nice men will take them away tomorrow. It was kind of like this:
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Um... I 'think' it's called payback DB :-)
"Oh, if only life could be nothing more than looking at guns and gear all day followed by drinking and talking with friends all night"
The Secret Service has a few openings :)
"Oh, if only life could be nothing more than looking at guns and gear all day followed by drinking and talking with friends all night? Real life can be such a pain."
Stealing that quote!
James, I'll pass. Those guys may be the only people on earth who spend more time on the road than OldNFO.
OldNFO - Not sure if it was payback, but she specifically said she'd left that undone until I got home.
David, feel free.
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