No rocks thrown.
What kind of a bowling alley doesn't have its bar open on Memorial Day? What are we, nine years old? What is this, a Methodist Youth Fellowship outing? What the faaahq?
This post brought to you by our thwarted attempt to honor our nation's uniformed servicepersons by tossing a few stones at our local lanes; there was some kind of fuckin janky carnival in the parking lot ( ... wooooo!) for The Kids, and so the bowling alley couldn't open the bar till after the stupid POS carnival shut down in the evening. We don't roll without a frosty brew or a round of Caucasians, so. I call SHENANIGANS.
This post brought to you by our thwarted attempt to honor our nation's uniformed servicepersons by tossing a few stones at our local lanes; there was some kind of fuckin janky carnival in the parking lot ( ... wooooo!) for The Kids, and so the bowling alley couldn't open the bar till after the stupid POS carnival shut down in the evening. We don't roll without a frosty brew or a round of Caucasians, so. I call SHENANIGANS.
Labels: booze makes things better, clean livin, first-world problems, I really am sort of an asshole sometimes, steaming bullshit
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