You see a guy with one leg, he's got a story. "Land mine '69." You see a guy with one arm, he's got a story, too. "Snow blower, bottle of whiskey." You see a guy with one tooth, what would the story be? "Well, uh, I like a lot of taffy."
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Disappointment
While sleeping a bit ago Jody tried to wake me up to go with him to buy some drumsticks. I mumbled go without me and kept on sleeping. Well, I woke up because I realized he had been gone a long time. I was hungry, and Church's is right around the corner. It shouldn't have taken so long because Church's is literally 30 seconds away, and he'd been gone for 40 minutes. So I call him to make sure he wasn't dead (and because I'm hungry and want a drumstick). He says he's almost home. Five minutes later he pulls up with actual drumsticks...for playing his drums. Man, I wanted some chicken. That's true disappointment.
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