"I have a presentiment of doom upon me ... And I fear it shall come to us with barbeque sauce."
The text thread that took place after we left the house party of dirty stinking hippies this evening:
Me: Ugh, just came from a party consisting of 95% stoners. I consider myself kinda hippie but DAYMN there is a limit!!
Ryan: Could be worse. They could have insisted you play hackie sack.
Me: We drew the line when they announced the 2 hr. scavenger hunt- that's when J & I said "well... time to be hittin' the ol' dusty trail..."
Ryan: Where the fuck did you go? Haight Street?
And this is why I love Ryan :D
Me: Ugh, just came from a party consisting of 95% stoners. I consider myself kinda hippie but DAYMN there is a limit!!
Ryan: Could be worse. They could have insisted you play hackie sack.
Me: We drew the line when they announced the 2 hr. scavenger hunt- that's when J & I said "well... time to be hittin' the ol' dusty trail..."
Ryan: Where the fuck did you go? Haight Street?
And this is why I love Ryan :D