Goat balls....
In our kitchen, my dry erase board is set up so we can write down food items, bills, or whatever else needs to be remembered. Well, living with Josh and Quentin means that the board is usually filled with nonsense rather than reminders.
Last week, one of the two (I think Quentin) drew a side profile of all three of us. Josh then labeled each one later on. He, of course, called himself "Mr. Cool" which is incorrect so I decided to change it. I grabbed the red marker since that is color Josh used and replaced "Cool" with "Goat Balls." I mean, that is classic. Mr. Goat Balls. Unfortunately, as soon as I finished writing that, Erica began to laugh and I realized what I had done. I grabbed the Sharpie instead of the dry erase marker.
And now and forever, my dry erase board will say "Goat Balls" for all to see.
Oh yeah, it's Thanksgiving break, though it doesn't really feel like a break.
Last week, one of the two (I think Quentin) drew a side profile of all three of us. Josh then labeled each one later on. He, of course, called himself "Mr. Cool" which is incorrect so I decided to change it. I grabbed the red marker since that is color Josh used and replaced "Cool" with "Goat Balls." I mean, that is classic. Mr. Goat Balls. Unfortunately, as soon as I finished writing that, Erica began to laugh and I realized what I had done. I grabbed the Sharpie instead of the dry erase marker.
And now and forever, my dry erase board will say "Goat Balls" for all to see.
Oh yeah, it's Thanksgiving break, though it doesn't really feel like a break.