OK, so it's the middle of the farookin' night, but I made it. I hit traffic in Pennsylvania. I figure that those Amish folks had the roads all clogged up.
So, I finally find the place, but do I find some late-night chillin' bloggers? Hell no! I'm up to my ankles in empty beer cans, and somebody ate all the Mexican lasagna (Must have been Yabu).
I hear lots of snoring, and the place stinks of beer farts.
I'll just sweep away enough garbage to make myself a little spot on the floor.
Some hospitality.
Posted by Redneck at January 6, 2006 02:09 AMThat was my kin folk on the way to save the day! ;-)
Posted by: Tammi at January 6, 2006 05:53 AMThat was my kin' folk fartin' and snorin' Jim... See, I been sayin' I come by it honestly...
I don't know why nobody believes me!
Posted by: RedNeck at January 7, 2006 12:46 AM