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Post by sharpie marker on Dec 31, 2008 9:02:49 GMT -5
Okay, what's the deal. Deb, Shane - we'd talked about parking at Deb's and riding out together, I think?
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Post by debster on Dec 31, 2008 12:04:53 GMT -5
that was the plan. mike said last night anytime after 8, so just show up at my house between 7 and 8.
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Post by sharpie marker on Dec 31, 2008 12:19:16 GMT -5
Can do. I'll go home, change clothes, and get the hell out to your place.
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Post by laylawknee on Dec 31, 2008 21:56:41 GMT -5
way to be super secretive!
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Post by debster on Jan 2, 2009 15:55:12 GMT -5
huh? no, no... they were just meeting at my house and riding over to mike & giuli's with me. no secrets. silly!
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Post by sharpie marker on Jan 5, 2009 10:01:05 GMT -5
We are about as sneaky as elephants.
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Post by debster on Jan 5, 2009 10:21:55 GMT -5
with bells on our shoes.
man am i glad the holidays are over. i'm still hung over today. of course last nights corner pocket adventure is probably a damn good reason. and finnegans the night before... and..and..and.... my liver hates me right now.
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Post by sharpie marker on Jan 5, 2009 10:49:13 GMT -5
Don't forget the Green Room Rockers tomorrow!
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Post by debster on Jan 5, 2009 11:18:59 GMT -5
~hahaha~ just another reason for the abuse to continue. and hank, my liver says it hates you too.
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Post by sharpie marker on Jan 5, 2009 12:05:02 GMT -5
Your liver wants to marry me.
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Post by debster on Jan 5, 2009 12:10:57 GMT -5
it told me to tell you it would rather be lying on a plate smothered in onions and gravy. sorry, it's a bit bitchy today.
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Post by sharpie marker on Jan 5, 2009 13:01:03 GMT -5
So, your liver said "eat me"?
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Post by debster on Jan 5, 2009 13:30:50 GMT -5
i'm thinking that's what it meant. ~haha~
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