Let it snow...
It finally feels like Christmas time after my day at work. I made my annual contribution to the Jimmie Hale Mission. Then at work I go to this nice suburban neighborhood house with all these Christmas lights and there’s this cool dog there. He follows me up the stairs as I knock on the door. This woman answers with her 3-year-old kid...she goes and gets the money and the kid stays.. Me: Is that your dog.. Girl:yep… Then the girl starts screaming "go get baby Jesus" her mom: don't say that to him... girl: I was talking to the dog...and she kept screaming "go get baby Jesus". I have no idea what that all means. Anyway I think I might get a keg Saturday everyone should come. Also I want to wish my Dixieland Delight a Happy Birthday