Nothing says F-it like standing on you back porch in your pajamas drinking a rum and coke while throwing a toy for your dog . . . at 5:00PM.
One of my neighbor’s dad’s used to walk around his backyard in his PJs with a cigarette in one hand and a hard liqueur drink in the other. I used to think he was weird. Now I know. He simple doesn’t give a shit what others think. He was completely at peace.
Sincerely,
Lawtonious “Now, I’m gonna play Zelda on my Wii!” Funk
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2 comments:
I was drinking with my entire sales staff at 4:30 on Friday at a bar. I gave up liquor for Lent but the Newcastle tasted good. So good I think I am going into town and have a few and see what happens.
Yes sir....you've finally made it. Welcome to nirvana.
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