As you drag those cans to the curb
Think to yourself: “Why did I schedule my surgery on the same weekend as the ogmeet? My liver isn’t really that bad.” and tap yourself lightly on the face. Think of the hundreds (well, dozens. Okay, five) people you’re going to miss by not attending, and all the naked table dancing by Leslie good times you’re going to miss, and the additional missed opportunities for blowing stuff up. Think of what you’re doing instead. The kid will have hundreds of baseball games, There will be thousands of re-enactmente. There will only be ONE Ogmeet 2006. What were you thinking?
Now, go forth and have a good day.
“What were you thinking?”
I was thinking that if I told my wife that I was taking off for an extended weekend to drive out to IN to meet with a bunch of people I met on the internet, drink beer, and shoot guns, I’d come home to find the locks changed and all my shit on the curb.
Had to think about it for a bit, but. . .
You bring your tuck-a-buck and I’ll bring mine. Oh. And you go FIRST.
I *hate* that I can’t go. :(
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