fishmounter
11-15-2010, 05:17 PM
...So me and Bob go for a romp in the glen like we always do on Fridays when this giant metal insect comes roaring at us, some crazy be-ahtch leaning out the window with a rifle. BLAM! Down goes Bob. I keep running for all I'm worth, zig-zagging to keep the be-ahtch from getting a clean shot. And she screaming at me "I'll get you! I'll be president. You'll have no place to hide!" Stuff like that. Pour me a double will ya. I'm a nervous wreck.
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