December 21, 2006

Poopshit

I just got an e-mail from my Dad saying they won't be able to make it for Christmas because the storms are too bad.

Damn global warming.

Posted by Emily at December 21, 2006 07:54 AM | TrackBack (0) |
Comments

That sucks. If it makes you feel any better, I promise to pop Al Gore square in the nose next I see him.

Posted by: marc at December 21, 2006 07:57 AM

What Marc said.

Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at December 21, 2006 08:08 AM

Oh, like you guys wouldn't do that anyway.

Posted by: Emily at December 21, 2006 08:14 AM

That totally sucks.

We would have punched him anyway, but not quite as hard as we will now.

Posted by: Tainted Bill at December 21, 2006 08:18 AM

I'll do a little "Put 'em up...put 'em up!" dance beforehand this time, though.

Posted by: marc at December 21, 2006 08:21 AM

Why punch him? Save your hands and smack the 'tard with a titanium cluebat.

Or use brass knuckles.

Posted by: The_Real_JeffS at December 21, 2006 08:31 AM

Boo.

Posted by: Lisa at December 21, 2006 09:24 AM

We could just slap him silly but that would be redundant.

Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at December 21, 2006 10:35 AM

Mushroom tatoo for Al.

Posted by: aaron at December 22, 2006 07:42 AM