a little bit pride, a little bit shame
I sound a little bit like a fraternity boy mid-power hour bragging about how many beers I can drink, but considering this is in reference to a group that was more than half comprised of those closer to social security than social life, it's pretty amusing.
mom: guess how many cases of beer were bought last week by our clan?
megs: how many?
mom: cmon guess
megs: who stopped drinking long enough to count?
megs: umm, 12
mom: well the 2 is right
mom: 22
megs: good night
megs: did we get a personal thank you note from anaheuser-busch company last week?
mom: should have!!
mom: no wonder none of them have a functioning liver!
megs: hey speak for yourself, jennifer's is just fine, remember? and while you're remembering, can you open her bottle of pinot for her?
mom: all in all, for that many relatives, it was a pretty good week!
megs: i know, lord know how we do that every year and always want to come back
Yep, I do love my fam.
mom: guess how many cases of beer were bought last week by our clan?
megs: how many?
mom: cmon guess
megs: who stopped drinking long enough to count?
megs: umm, 12
mom: well the 2 is right
mom: 22
megs: good night
megs: did we get a personal thank you note from anaheuser-busch company last week?
mom: should have!!
mom: no wonder none of them have a functioning liver!
megs: hey speak for yourself, jennifer's is just fine, remember? and while you're remembering, can you open her bottle of pinot for her?
mom: all in all, for that many relatives, it was a pretty good week!
megs: i know, lord know how we do that every year and always want to come back
Yep, I do love my fam.