I keep writing all these brilliant posts, updating six, seven times a day. And then it's gone. Hijacked by those damn leprechauns. They must have my password. Somebody leaked it. There is a turncoat munuvian in the mix who shames the robe.
But I got it figured out. If I write crappy enough, they won't want it. It'll stay here. So you guys enjoy.
For future reference, if you are going to call me while you are chasing olives and midgets at Hartsfield, and profess you'll be ready to drive in no time...at least send a girl a text, a shout out when Double-O Dwarf-chaser is safe in bed.
Yes, bro, I am back. And where the helluvu been?
Last but not least, a Happy Birthday to Vdaddy. I hope you and Cat have fun partayin' away the night with that midget stripper he was talking about getting you. (Zman is gonna be so jealous!)
And NO I do not just blog for the meets. (BTW, when is the next one?)
Time to get out of the munuvialand! Great to hear from you Key...
I heard a rumor that we're going back for Blogtoberfest this year. Check in with Mullet Boy for details.
I totally forgot that I'd been chasing midgets until the following morning. Ditto on the olive races. The latter was much less embarrassing, though.
As far as I know, the next big Jawja fest will be in the fall. We'll have to get the crew together for a mini-meet or three in the meantime.
You could have come to Claxton with us. Or you could have come to Richard's. Are you coming to Kerrville?