Sunday, September 02, 2007
In case you wondered, complete in haiku!
Best. Vacation. EH.
VER. Oh with the happiness.
Work? What work? When? Where?
We love thee Guinness
You of lovely thick goodness
Oh with the Advil.
Five-plus hours trip!
Boston on the hottest day!
Who runs in this sh*t?
Ev'ry Rose Has Its --
No. No. We don't kiss and tell.
But the geetar works.
Our favorite place.
Peace and coffee and relief.
Too bad we're sweating.
Monday Night Raw! Live!
We're too old for this! We know!
Heroes. Steriods. Ech.
U S A! U S!
Wait. Hacksaw is fighting a
guy from New York. Sh*t.
Yawn. Two matches. Two.
Damnit. Interviews again.
Too. Old. For. This. *Sigh*
Back to bar woohooo!
Miranda Lambert serve us
We love bartenders.
Ah. Walking is nice.
Ev'rywhere. Down to river.
Up. Down. Nice town, this.
Four hour drive home!
Whew. A day to detox booze.
Phils-Mets on? Beer please.
Friday Night Lights yay!
15 hours of goodness!
Oh pretty Lila.
Golfing! Fore! Duck!
We lost three balls on hole one.
We have new shoes, though.
Day 5 Phils-Mets game!
Phils up four! Two innings left!
Mets score five! F*ck! Sh*t!
Ah! There's Chase Utley!
We bought his shirt and nice with
the game-winning hit!
We believe in them!
OK. We don't really but
We hope and we pray.
FNL again!
Saracen is maturing.
No Smash! No drugs, no!
Whew. Geetar time.
Save Tonight. Practice. Dream. Play.
No autographs though.
YAY! Beach! Sunburn!
Water! Water in ears! What?
Can't hear you. Wax. Ew.
Panthers go'n win State!
We cried for the 15th time
We're OK with this.
And now sleep. Rest up.
Back to work! We can't wait! Yay!*
*We can wait. Hate. Work.
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