... the Wife has informed me that I am to play chauffer today... that I am to slide Sylvia's top off, exposing her supple, gently curving interior, and direct her towards The Fox and Hound pub in Chattanooga... there, I am told, I may sup upon baked ziti with mountains of cheese... and, with a great boldness of spirit, Newcastle Ale on tap...
.. I tell you the honest truth here - it is a task I shall not shirk.....yea, even though the beastly Sun baketh my redheaded noggin to the temperature of the aforementioned ziti.... and melteth my Maui Jims to my fevered forehead, I shall persevere... it is just the right thing to do...
... it's hard to have fun in a place like this, but I always give it my best shot.. and that, in the end, is all you really can do....
... I think those guys even have Key Lime pie on the menu.... and the promise of pie always makes a hard drive in a convertible a little more bearable...
It's a hard frickin' life, yet, you seem to handle it quite well.
May that horrendous drive not stress you, and the pie be most excellent.
Bullshitted by T1G on August 5, 2006 09:59 AMDitto what T1G said. *sigh*
Bullshitted by Richmond on August 5, 2006 10:21 AMSounds like a rough day, Eric. You need one of those big safari hats to protect that noggin' of yours.
Bullshitted by Lisa W. on August 5, 2006 10:36 AMMaui Jims????....help.
Bullshitted by Jean on August 5, 2006 10:42 AMAh, any destination with Newcastle at the end of it, is worth the agony of the travel.
Bullshitted by Libby on August 5, 2006 12:35 PMohhhhh...sunglasses.....thanks...:)
Bullshitted by Jean on August 5, 2006 07:17 PMBeats the living shit out of driving to the supermarket in your 1989 Aries K car to buy Kraft Macaroni and Cheese dinner.
mmm, key lime pie.
Bullshitted by justrose on August 5, 2006 09:48 PM"hard drive in a convertible..."
You don't mean to say you're schleppin' your laptop along, too, are ya?
Bullshitted by Elisson on August 6, 2006 05:40 AM