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It was Erin's birthday yesterday, and we went out to Wes' Ribhouse, and then to Hilltop later. As is customary in my family, we had some odd conversations. Here are some highlights:
"Who's on first?"
"Odor."
Playing with my phone's calendar...
Me: "I'll turn 100 on a Tuesday."
Dad: "What about 98?"
Me: (Checking phone) "Uh...a Sunday."
JJ: "What day does your birthday fall on this year?"
Me: "That one I don't know."
Tee hee.
Oh, and some sick people made a great little spoof song called "Star Trekkin'"...here are some lyrics:
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, shoot to kill.
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, men!
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, shoot to kill.
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, Scotty, beam me up!
"Who's on first?"
"Odor."
Playing with my phone's calendar...
Me: "I'll turn 100 on a Tuesday."
Dad: "What about 98?"
Me: (Checking phone) "Uh...a Sunday."
JJ: "What day does your birthday fall on this year?"
Me: "That one I don't know."
Tee hee.
Oh, and some sick people made a great little spoof song called "Star Trekkin'"...here are some lyrics:
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, shoot to kill.
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, men!
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, shoot to kill.
We come in peace
Shoot to kill, Scotty, beam me up!