Yeah so out to Harrisburg to see
cutepacub, his man Scott and Richard. I decide that it would be a good idea to bring my best friend Dan along with us, and then after much drinking and listening to Jason tell us how obnoxious we were, I remember why we seldom go out together. Dan and I have known each other since the 3rd grade, born two days apart, and were birthed at the same Brooklyn hospital. When we get together, it is like punching a hole into the plain of consciousness and unleashing unholy demons upon the area. According to Jason, Dan and I drank about 3.4 of a bottle (the large one, not the prissy one) of Jack. Dan shared stories, I retold them with flair, and we drank. I am pretty sure we might have upset or pissed some people off, so I will be at the ready with apology cards. I love drinking with Dan, but it is something that we have realized that needs to be done without the presence of
artbearny. Not because we don't like him, just that he scolds us and becomes annoyed easily. He simply can not handle all the fun that we provide, I mean last time he left us in a cemetery by ourselves and refused to pick us up, instead leaving two obviously inebriated people to fend for themselves in the dark of out town. The horror!!!
I need to see the pics from this weekend! I bet there are some good ones!
And
cutepacub makes awsome goodies!!!! GREAT JOB!!!!