Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Strike Three's a Turkey

I bowled until three in the morning, drank warm Pabst from a pitcher that was questionable at best and ate three corn dogs in a row, tripling my corn dog record for the past ten years or so and proving, finally, that I am in fact, a gleaming living legend. I can never die!

1 comment:

Hypotheses said...

dont forget chili cheese fries and mounds and mounds of peaches.
giggity giggity giggity goo.