Happy Tanksgiving, one and all!I realize it's late and no one is reading blogs right now.
I, for one, am plied with cham-pag-nee
and have a moment, so I thought I'd
give y'all my best.
Don't you hate those sappy drunks who get all
clingy and tell you how great you are and how much they love you?
Well, I do.
Deal wit it.
Megan's family wants to give me a mohawk.
Gotta go.
Bye.
16 comments:
It's just a Thursday where I am, and I'm having a tough time finding new posts. So thanks, Chris. Below your usual standards, but thoughtful just the same.
Hey! I'm one of those sappy drunks! And by the way, I love you man (hic)
Doc
well, tanks a million for th' post!!
Doc, I'm a sappy drunk, but when I say I lurve ya, I REALLY mean I wanna see whatcha look like nekkid.
Deal with it.
You'd look awesome with a mowawk! A pink one.
Right back atcha!
Make sure you have some more champagne before looking in the mirror the next day.
Hope you and your family had a great Thanksgiving!
tanks a lot!
I wanna hear you weigh in on the whole Santa Claus "ho ho ho" controversy.
You the man Chris! Hope you and the rest of the bunch are lovin life this weekend.
Oh, and by the way, the WWII German Panzer was by far more superior to the Tiger tank, but the Tiger got all the pub...
Hope you had a great one with Megan's family. Your hair will grow back in, let them do the mohawk.
now that I thunk of it, I once said to my 3rd graders that I would let one of 'em cut my hairs into a mohawk, dye it green and i'd wear a pink Winnie th Pooh dress allll day long if th' whole classed passed the FCAT (Florida standardized test).
3 or 4 fuckers buggered it for everyone.
Here's to sappy drunks!
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
How did that mohawk turn out?
It's never too late to tell the ones you love how you feel... (hic)
Did you get the mohawk? God, leave us hanging why don't you.
If I was drunk I'd berate you for being a wus and not getting the 'hawk.
Ok, not really. I'd hug you and tell you you're great and then go talk to strangers about their deepest secrets, because when I'm drunk I have magical powers and people tell me things.
Happy Belated from all the M-1 Abrahams on the West Coast.
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