Thursday, February 17, 2011
It's what's for dinner.
The Hunter had to go up to the hunt club to pay his yearly dues. I went with him. Ended up meeting them at a bar and so this post may or may not be fucked up. In fact, it may or may not exsist. And if it does exist but the spelling sucks,...then yup, it's me and I forgot to do the spell checky thingie. That's checky not cheeky or ,....what? But I had a healthy dinner there. Tomato juice is healthy *slaps forhead*. Shit, I could have had a V-8! But actually I think I had 4 or 5 of them but that was only because it was dinner time and I knew I had to eat and each one came with a pickle cuz I warned them not to put any green olives anywhere near it or I'd be over the fuckin' bar stickin' their head under the beer tap thingie or whatever, before they knew what hit them. And,....NOT SPICY! So - what was I talking about? Oh yeah. Dinner. I know you all were,...is it y'all or youal or WTF! I was forced to listen to hillbilly music or old country or whatever they were calling it. So, I threw a $5 bill in the "jutebox" in parenthesis cuz it was like all electronic and stuff. Er no.,..I mean italics. Not the jutebox, but where I wrote HA! I almost typed rote instead of wrote. 'Bout laughed myself off the chair here. Oh, speaking of stranger danger,....Once when I went potty, as I was getting up, I was almost propelled right into the little table there. No shit! I could'a been kilt uuu killed. Kilt is what that Mel crazy Gibson wears, right? Did I tell you about the pickles? Well that is what I had for dinner. The only reason I had lots of Bloody Kleene,...Marys or it Marries. Did you realize I have been married 3 times? We're home. I'm safe. And my moniter won't quite hold still. Gotta go so I can hold it with one hand so I can read the other posters or posers composers What? Fine, I'll just look for the pretty pictures, K?