Feb 20, 2005 15:15
So the search is on for Eric West's wallet. . .if you have seen it send word to him.
Karaoke is pretty amazing thing. . .you could have a room full of really bad singers that will not sing with the damn radio in a car, but if you turn on a karaoke video game and mix in some alcohol, you've got a room full of people singing "I'll Make Love to You" and "Toxic" at the top of their lungs. . .at 4 in the morning. . .in a dorm. Last night was a pantheon crazy night. . .if for no other reason than Eric, Adam, and I singing "Let's Get it On" into a tiny microphone. My beer drinking days have reached their mighty end, I feel. . .it is time to slim up for Survivor and get ready to be president of the United States. 2032, kids. . .2032. . .my promise to all of you is that I am officially throwing my name into the hat for President of these United States. If I start now, we could actually get a grassroots campaign to work. And on that glorious day in November. . .I'll be on the beach with a lovely lady awaiting the results. . .and when they come through and I emerge victorious, I want something to cross all of your minds. . .something to feed them. . .you are going to need to get off of work on just about every Thursday and come on up to the White House for Thirsty Thursday. . .hosted by The Men's Club. Now how does that grab your ass?