Wednesday, January 1, 2014

The Day After


A bacon and mater with baconnaise on grilled sourdough, 
to be exact. And a screwdriver.

Hey! It's orange juice.... don't judge me...

8 comments:

  1. The last time camping (drinking) camping! I ate a Lacewing. It tasted like peanut butter, no hangover at all. Go figger.

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  2. What the hell were you doing that led you to believe eating a Lacewing was a good idea?

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  3. It was provoking me and it just seemed like a good idea at the time?

    Many things seemed like a good idea that night...

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  4. Oh the stories you could tell...

    rapelling nekkid down the mens' dorm in 1986 seemed like a good idea, too.

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  5. Oh,lawdy. Slow down imagination!

    Happy New Year dear heart. I'll eat a bug for ya at our spring drinking...camping, dammit!! trip.

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  6. Angel ... Swiss seat ... rope
    *Stretch goes to his happy place*

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  7. Hi Angel,
    'Scrub the OJ and make that a nice, big, "Bloody Mary," New Orleans style!!!!!!
    BSBD,
    III%,
    skybill-out

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Play nice. None of you are too old for a spanking.