Friday, November 04, 2005

That's just the way it is, baby

Name that tune and win a cookie. Nothing spectacular, just my favorite cookie of all time, a Grasshopper brand cookie with its minty freshness preserved in a stainless steel refrigerator.

All kidding aside, updates (note the plurality) are coming just in time for your late-night, alcohol-fueled surfing after seven hours of drinking Whiskey & Coke after not seeing a single trophy buck as you froze your blaze-orange covered ass off sitting in the crotch of a tree beginning at 4 AM Saturday and lasting until your feet were numb and fingers frostbitten.

By the way, I was probably in bed until close to noon on Saturday. Joke's on you, I slept in while you searched, in vain, for an elusive deer while all you spotted were pheasants which you don't have a permit for and one single Buernsey cow which you mistakenly fired at.

Remember, after getting shit-faced late Saturday, check here for all you ever wanted and some you didn't.

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